I released his dick from my mouth and he was panting. I’m panting.I’m on my knees and turn and one of the store clerks in his 20s is standing ther... with his arms crossed and when I look at him he silently nods his head up and down with a puckered smile. I hear the guy who just fed me his load breathing hard tell him “fuck that was great” and the guy in quiet time also tells him “come back again man”’and they leave.I need to cum. Bad. I pull up my pants and go to a small but lit theater with a. She made a point of taking me, later us, to the county fair every year. Living in the county seat makes that easy, but it was a big deal for her. When I was eight, she and Dad took us to the Meadowlands for the State Fair. I think it was Mom's first time, because she wanted to try everything. I was a third grader going, "This ain't nuttin'.", but it didn't dampen her enthusiasm. Mom has this incredible ability to live in the moment.Anyway, you see the pictures, maybe some video from YouTube,. He placed my hand over his penis and I was doing it for him. I started to feel wet in my panties and my nipples also got harder. Both of us were enjoying it. Then all of a sudden he kept both his hands on my head and pulled it front.I was shocked and opened my mouth to say, “What are you doing?” The moment I opened my mouth, he pushed his penis inside. I felt his penis hit the back of my throat. He started to vigorously move his penis in and out of my mouth. I found it difficult to breathe. I. You are crazy," he said as he marched to the door and threw it open.My heart was racing as I quickly went upstairs to our bedroom and found the drawer where Anderson kept all of his belts. I found a nice thick brown leather one that was very worn and looked like it was thirty years old. I took it and went back downstairs to the garage. Tucker was standing there leaning against the side of my car. There was a wood-and-metal workbench on the side of the garage."Over there," I ordered him,.