The anticipation was almost more than I could take, when I felt it touch the bottom of my foot. I dont know what it was. It felt like it was probably ... wheel with tiny spur-like teeth. All that popped in to my mind was a pizza cutter. He began running it up and down the bottom of my foot, then over the top of my toes, traveling up my leg, before repeating the movement on my other leg. There was no pain, not even a minor prick. All I felt was cold, hard steel tracing my body. He ran the object. .She was not able to stop and asked me to insert my dick into her cunt. I was busy as my one hand was on her hot breasts and the other hand on her pussy… Please do it pls…..As it was a bus if someone might see it will be a problem for both of us. We both have exchanged the contact numbers and address of her Vijayawada home. And until the Vijayawada bust and we had a good fun.After my work in Vijayawada, I have made a call to her and asked if she is free with the work or not. She immediately. Jon now grabbed my hair, pulled my head up, "You like that taste whore?" he asked. "Oh fuck yes" I replied. Jon looked over at my man and he seemed to know what Jon was thinking as he also pulled Carol up by a handful of her hair. "Taste good bitch?" he asked her. Carol replied, "Yes, yes" then added, "Your cock tastes so fuckin' good" Jon, still holding my hair, began moving over towards Carol and her man while he led Carol towards us. Bringing us two women up next to each other, Jon. He was the head of the action group or black operations. I sighed because that meant a trip back to Central.I looked around as I walked and moved into another parking area. Five minutes later I was driving away in a vehicle I had stolen. I left it in the middle of the city and a block from the main constable building. I walked to it and glanced around as I sat at a public transport stop. I used the old comp and it linked to the constable building comp net.A moment and I was searching through.