The first thing he wanted to do was update the website, justin case he was locked in that cage again. He needed to get a bit morecontrol back, everyth...ng was spinning so far out of his control. As hemade his way to his room, where his computer was, he thought about hismorning. The flower being thrust into his bum, pulled out, turned,twisted, and poked in over and over again, he almost swooned thinkingabout it, and he stopped and rested his head against his door frame. Ifhe wasn't careful he was. Now she starts liking it and says “please just fuck my mouth already” and I smile to see her being a slut and shove my cock in and start fucking her mouth hard and fast.. tears rolled down her cheek but she kept on gagging and held onto my butt to go deeper. I pulled her hair as I continued to fuck her mouth and when on the verge of cumming I told her but she held my ass even tighter telling me to cum in her mouth. I go on fucking her mouth with full pace as I feel spurts after spurts of cum. "That's not a regulation length skirt, is it?" he asked, willingly his voice to be whimsical. He gestured with unconscious familiarity, remembering wistfully of the firmness of her bare thigh. "Not that I'm complaining."She smiled and picked up his hand, interlocking her fingers with his. His heart lurched."Just keep your eyes on the road, horn dog. It's my freshman skirt, and I've sort of outgrown it. But my other ones were ... in the laundry." Well thank God for dirty laundry!"She smoothed. “Everyone stay aboard while the carriage gets shunted to a less used platform. You can get off there and we will get you to your bus, then we will be able to get on with our own operations.”The shunter engine quickly appeared and moved them across to the desired platform, where the police sergeant opened the door and looked out. Several motorised baggage trolleys were waiting, and he shephered them out and onto the trolleys.“Where is your bus likely to be, Mr Robertson?” he asked. Reg said.