"The lightbulb went on in my head. "Oh! Oh, uh, sorry about that. I didn't realize. I won't if you don't want me to." Oh, no. It was nice, it was nice... I just wasn't expecting it." Dawn sighed. "You're a lot of things I wasn't expecting."I arched an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"Dawn blushed and then smiled. "You are ... you're a lot more experienced now than I thought you'd be. It's actually a little frightening. I was kind of expecting the little boy I was experimenting with last year. But. I felt the air touch my massively hard dick. And slowly, gently, Brandy lowered them all the way down to my ankles. I stood there, my dick jutting straight out, and looked down.Without a word, Brandy took my dick in her hand. I twitched. She giggled. She started touching me, gently at first, and then quicker within seconds. I gasped."What's the matter?" Brandy asked. "Cat doesn't have your tongue anymore?" she said.I gasped as she was stroking it, and said, "Fuck. You keep doing that, the cat. On the one hand, he felt jealous and angry that the other men were fucking her, sad that he was not the one giving her the pleasure she was receiving, and protectively concerned that the men might be hurting her. On the other hand he found that he enjoyed seeing her fucking and sucking other men, hearing her moan with joy as her slender body quaked in orgasmic ecstasy, and watching her revel in their harsh treatment of her. It was as if he was watching a super hot pornographic film, and the. His gut instinct was never usually wrong and had helped him out of many scrapes in the past. Not wanting to show apprehension, he continued walking. Focusing on the shop windows, searching for anything out of the ordinary in the reflections, he quickens his pace and ducks into an alley.What am I doing? He asks himself. I do not have any enemies here.Standing up from behind the rotting dumpster, that he had crammed himself behind, he rubs him-self down and starts to walk back into the street. He.