Smiling, the dark haired boy broke their embrace for a moment and undid his zipper, pulling his cock out of his pants. Then he pulled off the pants an... let them drop to the floor next to the couch.Connie looked in fascination at the now fully freed cock. It was erect and pointed up and outward as if it had a life of its own. She had seen it before of course, but that had always been in the dim back seat of Johnny's old '52 Ford. This was the first chance she had to see one up close and in the. “I was thinking. You keep asking me why I dumped you.”“We don’t have to talk about this, now,” I interjected.“I want to ... need to talk about it, now,” she replied.“You said you don’t understand why.”“I know the reason -- I don’t understand my reasoning. I know I had a reputation in high school. It wasn’t one I deserved. I think it was because of the clique I hung out with. I was a virgin, Casey. I didn’t want to be one anymore. None of the girls I hung around with were virgins. Dodd wanted. I looked up to see that the queen was also being “prepared” too. The other handmaiden was on her knees licking and eating the queens pussy. The queen put her hand on the handmaidens hijab to show that she was enjoying it. After some time the handmaiden stopped sucking my cock and walked away from the bed. The other handmaiden did the same and stopped eating the queens pussy.The queen then began to walk towards me. Still with her niqab on and part of her jilbab ripped open to wear her pussy was.. "Yes, Denise," I said."Mister Ellison, a Mr. Scott is here to see you," said Denise. "Said he had an appointment?" Denise was under strict orders to never let anyone gain access to me without an appointment; hence, her clear reluctance to recognize the importance of Mr. Preston Scott, my newly hired PI, and my very old friend from college days.Preston and I had been tighter than a witch's cunt in years gone by. I employed his services on rare occasions when a client needed something special,.