”“No! Don’t you dare leave. Aaron, get the hell out of here before you cause any more trouble.”Aaron left, giving John a smirk as he walked by... it was all that John could do to keep from slugging him.Emily closed the door, grabbed John and sat him back down, sitting beside him.“John, believe me I know how this looks, but honestly Aaron was just coming to borrow that CD of mine. You can ask Karen, she was there at dinner when we were talking about it.”“That’s all well and good, Emily, but why. How did I miss the couple hiking just down the bluff from me? I stuffed myself back in my pants, my hustle back toward the path turning into a fairly urgent jog. My search for a safe place to pee took me much deeper into the forest than I had planned. Each potential piss spot down the trail turned into multiple switchbacks, elevation changes, and eventually a flat open gravel area that was probably a quarry. I had never been to this part of the park, and it definitely was not what I had I mind.. Toujours en silence, tout en le fixant droit dans les yeux, je défais son pantalon pour ensuite le baisser ainsi que son slip et là, je baisse les yeux, oh la belle queue circoncise et bien droite. je me penche et commence à donner de petits bisous, ensuite ma langue se promène sur toute la longueur. Je me mets à genoux et commence à lui offrir une fellation qu'il n'oubliera pas de sitôt. Il à l'air d'apprécier car il me caresse les cheveux et se met à gémir tout en poussant de petits oui,oui,. "Oh god," she repeated in a whisper, "I, I want to suck your, prick, Sir." She stared at the object of her desire, rigid and selfish and above all potent. "Say it again, bitch," he repeated, "like you mean it", and received the desired "I want to suck your prick, Sir" in response. He liked hearing her use that word, prick - how it always came out with a slight catch in her voice the first time, then smoothly the second time and thereafter. "Lift up your bra, slut," he now commanded, and closing.