Except he’s not, he’s just looking at her, behaving himself maybe.Well you’ll never believe what’s on that laptop, it’s like a shrine to her... photos of her, videos, and more of those sheets with her photos he’s written all over than pasted on the cartoon – I get it! – it’s him, cumming in his pants looking at her. How pervy can you get, but she seems to like it, at least she laughs a lot reading them. She’s showing a lot sitting there in that miniskirt, her top fits her like a dream too, she’s. She looked around, then came back with a Barry Manilow CD and one by Barbra Streisand. "Which one?" she said. They both had a good laugh at my reaction and then she pulled out a Red Hot Chili Peppers and U-2. I didn't even have to choose because Bev said she'd get the one Vicky didn't.We didn't want to go home right away so I took them over to Dairy Queen. It was still Easter Vacation so there were a lot of kids there. I got a lot of Ooohs about my truck and my being lost forever was a big. I gasped when she ran her tongue underneath it. She asked, “Did that feel good?” “Oh yea, that feels real good, I love watching you suck my cock,” I told her. She took it back into her hot mouth, working it down her throat. In and out of her mouth, making loud sucking sounds, every time she was pulling it out. I knew James was on the other side of the door listening, so I added my part in it too. I said loudly, “Oh yea, suck my cock, suck my cock down your throat.” That spurred her on,. The big man had gone between Susan's stretched thighs and Susan jumped when she felt his hands caressing up and down each thigh in turn before moving gently down between her inner thighs next to her exposed pussy. His fingers explored the shaved pussy lips as Susan tried to scream but the gag was muffling it to an almost inaudible moan. His fingertips tickled Susan's lips so softly Susan squirmed and struggled but he just continued slowly caressing Susan's most sensitive areas. Susan was going.