“Do you want honey or syrup?” Said Master.“Honey,” Said Bob.I was back under his chair. The Client had squeezed some foot cream onto my chest ...ecause he wanted to massage his feet again. He rested the side of his right foot against my nipple as he rubbed the cream from my breast into that foot with his left foot. Then he swapped over with his other foot as I panted and my vagina tightened.Master retrieved the honey from a shelf at the wall and came back, squeezing it onto my left nipple.“Let’s. I humped up awfully hard, trying to catch and impale that big cock with my pussy, but Al eluded my best efforts.Finally, I guess Al couldn't stand the teasing anymore either, because as I was howling, "Fuck me, shit, please fuck me now," he found my cunt hole and plunged his man meat in to his balls.(And this gets us to the point at which I opened this story).Vince's dick swelled even wider and throbbed with a mind of its own in my mouth. He got at least one squirt into my mouth before he. I hammered down on the mans chest and began doing chest compressions. I paused after about a minute and placed my mouth on the man’s mouth and blew hard into his lungs. I went back to the chest compressions.I went on like this for what seemed like forever when I began to hear a siren approaching. That was the first time I thought about my own situation and anonymity. I continued working at CPR until a man in a uniform came to me.“What is going on?” I looked up to see the uniform was an EMT.“He. ”“Well you won’t have a choice.”I asked him then if he wanted to stay at the back, or move down into a seat. He said we’d be sitting shortly, and moved to the other corner away from the door and told me to follow him.He told me to get on my knees, which I did but apparently not far down enough as he told me to get all the way down. He then unzipped his pants and out sprung a cock that was about 7 inches and nicely thick. He grabbed me by the hair on the back of my head and forced me to look up.