She did well. she was taking my balls in her mouth and biting little. ahhh what a suck i had. mmm she was rounding her tongue on my cock tip. woah mmm...mmm. loved it.Now it was my turn, i removed her pink top and bra. and having that two nice shaped melons in my mouth. pressing it hard, she was moaning very loud. mmm ahhh i take her hand nipples and biting it. her boobs became red because of biting. mmm best firm boobs. mmmm i kissed them again and again.She removed her jeans and ask me to lick. I guess some misguided 'consultant' might've wanted to tone down her freckles and highlight something or emphasize something else, but what I saw standing before me when it was time to leave the room, that was perfection.Me? A guy in a suit.We met Cindy and Dan in the lobby. Cindy was wearing some sort of forest green dress that did for her hair what navy blue did for my Tina. She was a stunning little thing. Tina pulled her camera out of her purse."Pictures," she said. "Take pictures of me and. His fantasies had become real. Here he was with his cock buried bone-deep in a pubescent girl as his asshole was being tongued.Frank Felton felt like royalty. He was, in essence, the king of Lairsville. His rule was ambiguous but nevertheless real. His whims were commands."Madame, you must tell me the rest of your story. I'm dying to hear it." Very well, if you insist. But I'd prefer to suck your ass and balls." Why not tell me your tale in between swipes of your educated tongue." A rather tall. Frank drank half of his beer and then continued. "On Tuesday it was Carla's turn to drive. They all went to Renninger's Antique Market, about ten miles out of town. After parking the car, they stayed together while they entered the market area. It was difficult to follow them in the crowded aisles, but it didn't take long for something to happen. There was a call made from the cell phone about ten minutes before they arrived. It was to the Dorchester Motel, across the highway from the market..