He indicated I should give him a blow job so I knelt before him as he firmly grabbed the back of my head ramming his cock down my throat, thrusting in...and out his pre-cum slithering around on my tongue and in my throat. I couldn't pull away I knew because he had a handful of my hair but I wouldn't have anyway I liked what he was doing I liked that he was in control. He continued until my throat was feeling sore, he would have been fine feeding me a load of his semen but the alcohol constantly. If I thought you had anything to do with this. I would have you looking down the barrel of a pistol at this moment." I said."Or tied to a chair with wires leading from my nipples to a lamp switch," he said with a smile. "Do you have any reason to believe I should know something?" What I have reason to believe, is that most of the newcomers are from Eastern Europe. Those are people you know well. The nanny was a teenager from one of those old Soviet places. The cops are all over her parents as. ” Shelly was a little shocked at these last couple of comments. Her best friend just told her that she fantasized about being used like a slut. Shelly wanted to see if Megan was telling the truth or just trying to get into the club, “Really, you fucked yourself every night thinking about that?” “Yes, I want to be used like a fuck toy. I don’t know why, but ever since you told me what you had to do, I can’t stop thinking about it.” Shelly looked at Megan and said, “So you think you can handle. It was dark on the bus but still light enough for the passengers to see each other. and we could see there was another couple one seat down on the opposite isle.i started to kiss my wife as i was turned on by the thoughts I’d had and before long it turned in to a passionate kiss (i think she was having the same thoughts).she swung her leg over my lap and as I looked down i could see her foot hanging out on the isle with her sexiest "fuck me" heels on, her beautiful leg laying over my swollen.