’ ‘Well, what about girls, do they, um, squirt semen ?’ (like i didn’t already know the answer) ‘No, girls just produce a liquid which lubri...ate their vagina. It can leak out at orgasm. Do you want me to show you how girls do it ‘ I was desperately hoping that she would get undressed herself, and jerk off with me, but she pulled down a wall chart and pointed to aspects of the diagram. Now, i acted more c***dish than i would ever have believed. ‘Well, can you show me how you do it, i mean you’ve. He was smiling all the while. I could hearhis groans during the brief moments when he would slow down to allow me catch my breath."That's it. That's a good girl. Take it. Take it all. Come on Bitch, work it, work my cock." He grunted like an a****l as he pushed his cock in and out of my tensed lips, my mouth drawn, sucking, breathrasping.I don't even know how long this went on. I'd lost track of time. I was no longer sure where I was. Or even who I was.All I knew was that I was totally lost in. She shuddered--but deep down she knew that she would suck his cock, and suck it just as hard and passionately as she could, until she had those damning photographs safely in her possession, and could destroy the lurid threat to her daughter's future."Damnit, baby, I won't tell you again!" McDonald roared with contempt. "Suck my fucking cock, you little whore!" He couldn't wait any longer to take this lust-inciting woman, and he grabbed her harshly, lifting her head with the flat of his palm. “Are you ready? Meet me out the front,” I called to Brad and jumped in the car, hit the garage door remote and reversed onto the drive. He came out the front door and jumped into the car next to me. As we drove off I could start to feel my Focus just gently pulling to the right and I made sure that Brad had a great view of my feet working the pedals. He moved his hands onto his lap and left them there. As our deflating tyre started to pull the car a bit more I said to Brad, “I think there may.