"It's in the middle of town. It'll be an hour's drive in this traffic," Her face seemed to fall. "I won't make it." She walked back into the study. "D... you think I should just go to the airport? Maybe I can leave without my luggage. I didn't bring much. But, do you think I'll even get a flight out?" She looked flustered as she paced back and forth. "Maybe I should go to the hotel and try to get my things but then what if I get them and I'm stuck at the airport? Or maybe I could ..." Or maybe. Though her breathing was labored, it remained possible. The veins on John's cock rubbed against her lips and she could feel his rigid understructure as he moved in and out, her saliva hanging from her chin in a large gelatinous rope. It was an amazing feeling to take such specimen on. Amy was so tiny and John's cock was certainly a challenge for her. At full penetration, she could feel his length reach well past the area where her gag reflex was stimulated. Her throat was full and tight and. There’s something he’s going to do. Nothing anyone can say or do can change that. I still try. I try to come up with inspirational words, reasons, excuses. I beg, I plead. Alone I cry, my heart aching for a forsaken soul. My heart breaking for the young man that doesn’t believe his life is worth living, for a gentle man with so much to offer so many, that doesn’t want to live this life. An end seems inevitable, and I’m not strong enough to stop it. I ask him to seek help from someone,. I was a bit scared and then I opened my red lips and, taking his cock in my hand, I began to suck on it. I soon began to lose myself and started sucking on this hard cock.Then something happened that surprised me. My own pussy began to clinch on itself. I should have been ashamed, humiliated…but this huge cock in my mouth was turning me on very fast… I sucked his cock deeper and deeper…but then after a while the stranger pulled back. He ordered me to take off my tight blue skirt.I begged him.