It was about a month later, and Clare was at home waiting for a taxi she had ordered, to go shopping. There was a knock at the door, which sort of sur...rised her. normally the taxi beeped its horn to say it was there. Picking up her bag, Clare opened the front door. What happened next was a blur to her. two men forced their way into the house, one of them placed a sweet smelling cloth over her mouth and nose, as the other grabbed her arms to stop them flailing.Clare tried to kick out, but the. "I do, but if you want — I could take it off. No big deal to me," I replied."Gosh, this feels so good, Win — How are things going with this girl of yours?" she asked.I chuckled to myself; she enjoys the whole third person conversation."Actually, Glory — I think I'm ready to make a move on her, but I'm waiting ... for a signal of some kind that tells me she's ready." What kind of a signal are you waiting for exactly?" Something that tells me that she's as into me as much as I am into her. Maybe. ? It took her several minutesbefore she was content my sack and inner thighs were clean.? I told her to clean them until they smelledgood!? ???? After my sack wasclean she placed my head to her lips and then slowly let it enter hermouth.? Crying as she sucked me off nowletting her mouth slide down my shaft, her lips rolled over her teeth expertly,and her tongue begins to glide over the soft foreskin, swirling over the nerveendings.? ???? It wasn?t easy tostave off my orgasm, I wanted to let. Running up the road cursing his bad luck at the timing, the killer got in his car and pulled out ready to follow them. Who knows he thought, maybe he could relieve himself wherever they parked up, because if he didn’t go soon he knew he would have an accident on his hands, and in the mood he was in he just wouldn’t have much of a sense of humour about it. Weaving a few cars behind Jake and Bens car he followed slowly through the heavy London traffic, making sure he never lost them, and when.