The boy looked at her confused and expectant to see what she would do next and so to make him happy she sucked hard and mighty on the head of his cock...causing him to cry out in pleasure and arch his back as he tried to thrust his cock back in a gagging grip. He managed and his thick long length was back down in his mistress’ deep throat making her gag hard and whimper on his length causing vibrating jolts of delight.The abrupt actions of her prey seemed to upset her and so she released the cock. As we entered the back of our property, I was in front of Marty as we walked up the dirt path past our vegetable garden. Marty and I made some small talk about the garden which helped relieved the swelling in my pants for the time being. When we got to the house, I unlocked the back door and called out to my brother, James. Luckily, no one was there. I told Marty to come on in. Marty followed me in through the back door, and into the kitchen. I poured us some ice cold lemonade which he drank in. Ross Costello here." Hello, this is the International Dating Agency. I believe you asked forout lady Erin last night."Ross chuckled. "Yeah, that bitch was fun."I almost lost it there. "NEVER, EVER call one of my employees a ?bitch'!I only treat my women with the greatest of respect. And you should, too.It's part of the customer agreement." Maybe so," Ross replied, "but what can YOU do about it? Call the coppers?Not likely. Even if the cops DID believe your tale (which they probablydidn't, since. “who said about study ? See you r only thinking about it. Do you have something to eat ““ only khai khai. Wait. I have baked cake yesterday “saying this she went to kitchen and I got some time to adjust my delicate thing. She brought a plastic box with full of cakes. We started eating and chatting ranging from relationships to studies to porn to her periods. We were sitting quite close on her single bed. Suddenly our lips met and her soft melons pressed upon me. She made it look like as she.