Tell me you love having your titties fondled and stroked like a girl, and I'll give you a special treat."At first was tongue-tied. It was humiliating ...nough to turn on like this. It was even more humiliating to have to admit it -- to say I loved it. But I had no choice. "You're right," I said. "I love it. Itmakes me feel so exquisitely girlish. I love having my nipples fondled and stroked like a girl."Margie smiled. Then she bent down and placed her heavily painted lips around one erect little. I try to go but he grabs my cock i cant move he feels me throb in his hand as he wanks me smiling looking down watching my cock twitch in his fingers i moan closing my eyes leaning against the wall i hear the other guy fooking his arse then i feel lips on my nipples, hie tongue stroking me feels good horny i can feel my cock dripping on to his hand and fingers loving his touch.his mouth moves down my body as he kneals at my feet his mouth opens taking me in his mouth sucking me hard i grab his. Justin could hear them, they were all talks, giggles and laughs. Their sounds grew quiet and he walked back in. Sharon was on their couch flat on her back, facing away from him. Between her legs he could see Phyllis with her head bobbing up and down. He walked over and caressed Sharon's face smiling. Leaving her, he walked to Phyllis, caressed her face asking, “share”? Phyllis pointed Sharon's cock as he dropped his mouth over it. Sharon moaned, loudly. Together they worked her until Phyllis. If this turned into another balls up, I might die from my poor health problems - before the mob ever got a bullet in me. That didn't worry me nearly as much as what might happen to Colleen and Rebecca, so I spoke to Agent Ortega. "Mr. Ortega, I don't know what you know about us, so I'm going to need you and your team to understand something very important. I am dying. It won't be long before the damage done in the other incidents will finish me off."The only reason I need you to know this is.