Can I suck? Sissy asked innocently. Why of course baby! I answered happily. She slowly wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and gentley sucked ...hile stroking my hard manhood. She did such a good job! Soon she bobbed her little head back and forth, up and down on my cock. She went so fast! My balls began to tighten and before I knew it, I blasted a hot load of cream into her mouth, and then, out another ribbon of hot cum spurted into her throat. She squeaked excitedly at each pump of. Finally we reached our destination it was a quiet place and a small muddy road with a dead end and is such lonely that nobody ever comes because of dead end, I parked my bike and that is was heavily raining so we very standing very close and then I suddenly grabbed her and started to kiss her softly but she was in a mood so she started to bite my lower lips and then the adrenaline released in my body and I started to kiss her more passionately and using tongue to try a french kiss and with. Perhaps he had gone around the car to look at her raised bottom, she hoped so.But then it wasn't just one man touching her. She felt another hand stroke her bottom and slide down into her crack, searching for the entrance to her tunnel. She caught her breath, amazed at the wonderful sensation as he found her pussy and wriggled a finger into her alongside his companion. Two men fingering her at once, it was so damn hot that she felt the vague chance of another orgasm become a distinct. It dangled, limp and pointless, from her hand.Everything’s a metaphor today, isn’t it?Her mind aimlessly wandered her past, searching for insight that proved frustratingly elusive. Hopelessness had long been her closest companion, yet she remained bewildered at how she’d arrived at this particular present despite the changes and disruptions all around her. She’d made mistakes, certainly, but were they all so unforgivable as to bring her to this desperate pass?I was foolish to believe that my.