Slowly she turned his finger up and she put it to her mouth. She rested it on her lips. He could feel the hot breath coming between her slightly parte... lips. Then she slowly took the finger into her mouth and sucked on it. It was like electricity and a paralytic all in one. Almost as if she knew he couldn't stop her she continued without urgency. RJ's breath caught in his chest. He raised his head and breathed out slowly. The feeling was the most encompassing thing he had ever felt. He was torn. You doubt it, jus' try me!" OK! OK, Marshal. Point that thin' somewheres else. We surrender! Don't do nothing rash!"At that statement, Edward P. Smith jerked a cudgel away from one of the henchmen and bopped all three of his captors smartly on the head! All three fell to the ground, unconscious.Eddy frowned and said, "Mr. Smith, I wish you hadn't gone an' done that. Now we gotta carry 'em to jail, 'stead of them walking on their own." I'm sorry, Marshal Johnson, I must have lost my head! They. Take off your fucking pants!" She stuck her tongue out at him, and then wiggled it.Against his will, he grinned, and then unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them along with his boxers to the floor, finally kicking them away."I see my reward isn't entirely distasteful to you," Carrie said. He looked about half-hard. She reached, pushed the foreskin back and exposed the head of his cock. Grinning, she looked up at him and wiggled her tongue again, and then licked all around the crown. She'd recently. Giga contemplated that he’d finished, or he would rest, but no his new pose exhilarated his action. Lifting her legs placing them both over his shoulders he went almost into turbo, his cock was now thrusting in and out of her as if it was compelled by steam.Her cries could be heard from one side of the park to the other, but they were cries of pleasure, not pain. Orgasm followed orgasm, never had sex been like this for her, reaching up she clasped his neck, aiding her hips plunging upwards.