But that was over.Salina pulled on the brass door handle and the coldness of the metal made her shiver. Her massive stride took her inside the station...quickly. The bags she carried were heavy, the wound paper handles cut into her fingers, even through the gloves without the fingertips she had found last night. She had to carry them; after all, everything that was important was in them.Looking up, she noticed the blue, white and black whales swimming overhead, their gurgling sound gave her a. It was unlike anything she could have imagined, anything she had ever known. Her body began to settle and Brad slipped his fingers out from inside her twat. She lay back on the couch trying to catch her breath, caught up in a daze of booze and orgasm.It took her a moment, but she slowly opened her eyes and looked over at Brad, a smile covering her face. That was when she saw it. In the brief moment after Brad had stopped fingering her he had reached into the fly of his jeans and pulled out what. I looked and noticed a huge mushroom head that certainly got my attention. “Please,” he begged me, “just suck it.” I watched as his cock started to stiffen a bit more in the cool air. “My wife won’t blow me and it’s been ages,” he continued. “Figured a young guy like you could use an extra buck.”Part of me wanted to slug Frank and walk away. Fortunately for him, that big mushroom head of his was just the thing to get me to consider his offer. While the thought of blowing this old, married, fat. I watched from behind the stack of pallets as Ben, the husband of the PTA Vice President jerked his short, chubby cock with his right hand while he harshly gripped his balls with his left. Mike, the motherfucker balls deep in my wife's neck seemed to be the ringleader as he barked directions to the group of dads degrading my once innocent angel. Her hair was knotted in a mess as he used her ponytail to furiously jerk her head up and down onto to skinny dick. Her face was visibly flushed, even.