She was wearing a Harvard University T-shirt, a Boston Red Sox baseball cap and gray baseball pants. The pants were baggy but the material clung to he... body as she moved. She took my hand and moved it to her hip. I felt the soft material and the smooth curve of her butt as she guided my hand into the small hip pocket. Feeling the unmistakable crinkle of money, I moved my chin down to her shoulder, smelling her hair and feeling her cheek against mine. The clerk, having keyed in the price of the. " He reached and touched my stitches. "I know. Until she stops crying, I'll torture you. Do you hear that, little thing? I torture your friend until you shut up!"Madeline stopped crying. She got very quiet and just lay there, her face a mask of hate. The Professor smiled.When Sara arrived with the Mechanic and the Painter, she appeared to have come willingly. At least, they didn't drag her through the door. She glanced around the room, at me, at Madeline, even the Professor. A certain sadness. . she shook it for few seconds. . .pushed me a little, lied on my body and took my rod in her mouth! Truly, I cried out. . .luckily nobody noticed my sound. I adjusted for her. A FIRST TYPE BLOW JOB OF MY LIFE!I was flying. . .I was doing everything possible with her BOOBs with hands. Then I drove my hand, lifting her sari (she fully cooperated) to her CHHOT! The whole panty was fully wet and wet and wet. . .everywhere fluid….. I tried to touch her choot, she again cried out . . . and wriggled. Sweet & Sassy Thing then slightly pulled my helmet down and awakened the really sensitive nerves. The real thrills started to come. Thrills like lightning that started at the center core of my stomach and shot out in hundreds of directions throughout my body. This felt so-o-o great! "Give it to me!...Give it to me!" Sweet & Sassy managed to get these words out even with me bunched up in her mouth. "I am going to cum so hard in your mouth!" I shouted out loud. "SASS! You don't get it. (My voice.