’ Muscone said. ‘Not much on Wargrave?’ ‘Not yet. But I suspect he’s going to sing, though he’ll pretend to make you force it out of him a...ter your best interrogators spend hours with him.’ I said. ‘But in the end, he’ll sing like a bird about Wargrave, and he’ll likely give you what you need to bring down Wargrave, or at least get on the right path.’ ‘Oh really?’ Muscone said, surprised. ‘How do you know?’ ‘I don’t know,’ I replied, ‘but I’m guessing that Silverfish here is being used, and. It's amazing the tongue work you can do with a nice dick in you mouth and your head goes up and down. I can't emphasize enough how much my mouth was watering. I felt like a fucking porn star. I wanted to suck his dick so well that he just exploded in my mouth. Not sucking too hard but also trying to read his reaction to what I would do. Honestly not much different than how I love to eat a beautiful pussy. You can tell what's working and what's not. I gag on it once or twice more and realize how. She flicked her tongue out and rubbed it along the underside of Roger's swollen shaft, then encircled the head, bathing it, kissing the dilated opening. She strained forward, her neck muscles clearly visible and closed her lips like an elastic band around Roger's turgid cock. She took it deep, and Roger leaned forward and began a rocking motion, a grin of animal passion wide across his face.He's too big! Diane thought, fascinated with horror as Cindy's convoluted lips sucked as though she had. Let the legs go, ya know?" No, no," Ellen muttered with downcast eyes, struggling to get up from the chair."You'll do what I say and when I say it, ya hear me!" he shouted threateningly and reached out, yanking her roughly by the wrist back to her original position on the arm of his chair.Cash's eyes danced with lewd amusement at the image of Ellen's ripely firm breasts quivering in the air from their struggle. He reached up with an almost overwhelming feeling of lewd power to the lusciously.