Her long golden bangs kept falling into her eyes. A constant source of torment the strands tickled at her smooth sensitive skin. Shaking her head did ...ittle to relive the constant irritation. But despite her torture she would not move. Her outstretched palms stayed firmly pressed against the rough uneven floor. Sweat coated the naked girl despite the cold. Slowly it would teasingly run down her thighs making her shiver for a whole other reason. Her chest rose and fell, as each fresh breath. "Something wrong?" she asked."You have a wet spot on the back of your dress." Oh dear," she said. "I guess I'll have to do something about that."Once inside she managed to move to keep facing the babysitter. He had tucked himself back into his pants so he wouldn't give the girl any ideas. He did see her wrinkle her nose and frown. It was obvious she knew what that smell was.Once the girl was gone—she was a college student with her own car—Beth peeled away her dress. She held it up and examined. She took out and immediately rammed it down her throat. She thrust Jesse's head completely down and viciously started to suck his cock. Her head bobbed up and down, going faster and faster. Holy fuck, she was good at this but I hadn't expected less. She deep throated like a pro and Jesse was moaning. He grabbed her by the hair and thrusted her head down further onto his cock. He pushed her off and with once swift movement he turned her around, took off her panties and bent her over the couch.. “Junior Squad Leader?” asked one. “Why are you wearing face paint?”“Orders sir,”“Whose orders?”“Don’t know sir. Got given them by my,” he nearly said serjeant, but managed to mangle it to squad leader and hoped the officer wouldn’t notice.“Oh? Why?”“Don’t know sir. Just doing what I was told.”One of the other officers was staring at the row of trucks, there were eight now, and a ninth one was rolling into position at the back. “There’s something wrong here.” He turned to the senior man. “Senior.