Any shame she might have felt had been burned out of her by her hot cunt."Uh... I guess I could jack it a little. It certainly does drip easy, doesn't...it? Like my pussy," she said, her tongue licking her lips as she slid her fingers in the coating of warm goo on the cock.The boy moaned, his prick throbbing up so stiff and red that it made Joy's mouth water. She loved pumping on it, but knew it would feel even better slipping in her mouth. As she kept popping the slick prick head through her. And not in a happy way. Her head was spinning and she found it hard to stand. Waiting for things to settle she looked around. The last memory she had was accosting two bank robbers, one of them had sprayed something pungent in her face and then ... nothing.She was seated on a standard wooden chair in a large nondescript room, about 30 feet across. Her chair was positioned within a blue box painted on the floor about 10x10, which also contained in the center what looked like a recliner set into. She was moaning. Then she undressed me and kissed my nipples.Then I applied chocolates over her boobs, pussy and face. Slowly I started to lick her face, smooch her, lick her boobs, bite those nipples, inserted tongue deep into her pussy. Then I applied to her ass. I started to play with her ass. Started to kiss her ass mounds, beat those mounds and made them red. She started to cry. I wanted to have wild sex. Then I inserted my finger to her ass hole. It was very tight. She was begging me to. After traveling some kilometers the bus got punctured. It was month of December and it was the time of 730. I was got tired of this long journey and wait for buses. So as soon as the bus started, I was felling dizzy and I slept. After some time I got up and found the bus had stopped and nobody was there. The bus was totally empty. I got out of the bus and found that it was a farmhouse. The driver and the conductor were drinking with another person. I went toward them and asked where I am. At.