Dudley plopped down on his bed, exhausted and with a big smile. I fell back sitting on his carpet struggling to get his entire load down my throat. �...You really are a professional.” , he said with a satisfied sigh.I shot up and scrambled toward the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and did what I could fix my makeup and keep myself from throwing up. I looked like a porn star i’ve just finished sucking off of football. I hurry downstairs where I found rock and his father just coming in. "I want you," she whispered to me. "I want to make you cum." "Not yet," I whispered back. I pushed her so that she laid down, and I went back down on her. This time I fingered her while I licked her. She was so wet that my fingers slipped right in, and I focused on her clit with my tongue. It didn't take long for her to begin her crescendo of moaning. I could tell she was trying to suppress screaming. I had never heard her swear before, but I could hear the muffled, "oh fuck. Don't stop. Oh. But I need two phone numbers that I don’t have. Charlie Koch, and Leon Hess.”“Oh, sure. Just a second.” I could hear her pulling out a book. It didn’t take her long to find and give me their numbers.I spent the next hour in conversation; first with Charlie, then with Leon, and finally back with Charlie again. While Leon didn’t have the equipment I needed, he put me in touch with the owners of a refinery that had shut down. With Charlie’s help, I made arrangements to buy and then ship the. His balls slapping against my chin over and over as my throat became sore. He then pulled his cock out of my mouth, dripping with my saliva, and pulled me up to my feet. As I stood up he turned me around and shoved me against the wall face first. Then he grabbed my legs and pulled them open before pushing down on my back until my face pressed against the wall. Then he got down on his knees behind me and took a big wiff of my ass before shoving his face into my ass crack. I felt his hands.