He pushes my head down and I can only move my tongue and my throat against him - I can deep-throat with the best of them, I'm almost swallowing his wh...le cock now.The guy behind me reaches forward to grab my tits, squeezes them hard, my nipples are as hard as my clit now. I start cumming around his cock, all the muscles inside me are throbbing in rhythm to the powerful fuck strokes I'm getting. He's panting and I know he doesn't have much longer till he cums. Roger's still pistoning away inside. When the door opened and Armand, Tabitha, Paul, Scott, and four others walked through the front door, the bouncers and barmaids had no shot at a warning. The guard at Rodday's door made an attempt, but he was double-covered; the female agent who had been engaging him in conversation took him out quietly, and the male standing by made sure he didn't hit the floor any too loudly. Customers were told that if they wanted to leave, they'd end up being sequestered somewhere else for their own. But I feel sad for myself too... sad because I need you as much as you need me.I can't remember who is the top and who is the bottom anymore and that scares me. So I take you around to bars and make you show your tits and legs and I taunt the patrons by pinching your nipples and feeling your ass and they hate me for having you.That's why I do it.It's a symbiotic relationship and when I get bored and take you out to the car and feel under your skirt, you're always wet, you tramp.I depend on that. It was coming from the sofa.The blow-up sex doll was inflating. In the dim light he could see her rumpled plastic skin was filling out and expanding. Arms and legs were unfurling and becoming the limbs they resembled.He knew of some inflatable items that had mechanisms for inflating themselves--life rafts, flotation devices, some beds. He supposed a deluxe doll might have a similar mechanism, although it seemed a little fancy for a sex toy. Why now though? What had triggered it?The doll.