I discovered in talking to her at some length that she had lost her only boyfriend to a copper with a penchant for beating pickpockets and pushing the... into the river unconscious and unable to fend for their safety. I certainly had no love for pickpockets as well but I would have thought perhaps a broken finger here or there would have been far more appropriate.Needless to say, my duties supervising the six girls at the bank took a great deal of my time and stamina and I had little interest in. I watched him leave and anothe guy came in after. He got in the same stall but he didn't sit down instead he came right to the hole and dropped his pants and underwear. His cock popped through the hole.it was this big tan cock but smelled bad as well. I saw his cock wiggling in the whole so I got down in front of his cock and opened my mouth letting his cock in. As I got most of his cock in my mouth he started humping the wall and I could feel his cock moving in mouth. I tasted very salty and. ?I bet young Jackson could fuck for hours, simply hours, and his big dick would feel so good in my pussy. Don’t you agree, tiny dick??The words hit him, went through him, made him shake a little. Brad was shaking and he didn’t know why. He didn’t want to get caught up in the wonder of why such humiliating statements excited him so much, because he wanted to enjoy the moment. He resigned himself to analyze later, as he always did, but never got around to.Delilah’s grip tightened even more, and. I asked him a couple of times if he would fuck me and he would always say "I can't fuck you, you're my friend."We made plans to meet, he just wanted to meet me in person and hang out, but I wanted to get fucked by his long, thick rod.We decided to meet at his house, I walked up to his door and rang the doorbell. He opened the door and welcomed me inside, (he had an average build and he wasn't handsome, but he also wasn't ugly.) he hugged me and led me to his couch. We talked for awhile, until.