He the said "why leaving so soon?"I have him a bs answer about just checking this place out and turned to leave the bunker when he quickly grabbed me,...and said, "fucking fag, you are not leaving until you suck my dick." Ah sorry I am not a fag," I replied and tried to get away. His grip was strong. He said, " get on your fucking knees cunt, or else."I looked at the dirty rough ground, then he grabbed my hoodie and pulled it off to throw it on the ground for my knees when he saw the white lacy. Carl looked up at me and watched as i licked and sucked the cherry filling from my fingers.I guided my finger back to my sweet cunt,rubbing the sticky mess around my clit,then slid the same finger between Carl's lips. He lowered his hand and started to massage the head of his enormous cock,as he moved his face in closer to my sweet sticky snatch.Holding the folds open with his free hand,he began teasing my clit with his talented tongue.Within minutes Carl slid two fingers inside of me.I moaned. I pull back and slowly start licking up and down the shaft of his erection before slipping my mouth over the tip and sucking hard. I hear Seth groan and he bucks into my mouth, I put my hands on either side of his hips and hold him down as much as possible before moving my mouth slowly down his shaft, sucking hard and running my tongue on the sensitive underside of his cock. After a few moments he gasps, telling me hes close. I immediately stop what Im doing after hearing that and crawl up to. ”“Well, we’ve lost ninety percent of our former ability to gather intelligence about what is going on in the rest of the world. We can’t tell you who is training and backing the suicide bombers any more, at least not with the one hundred percent certainty that the President demands. Of course, I’d be happy with ten percent certainty about now,” Mike said.“That’s a shame,” Vincent said.He took a sip of his club soda wishing it was a scotch. He had given up drinking the occasional scotch because.