Refugio actually respected Steve for not screaming. He shrugged, Steve would scream in time, it made no difference now.Refugio yanked his dick backwar..., freeing Steve's privates. He reached inside his skin with a finger, he ran the finger around the long foreskin, gathering precum. He smeared it on Steve's ball sack. He looked at Steve, "That's my scent on you. You're marked like a bitch dog. Bitch dogs have little tits, like yours." Refugio's fingers locked into Steve's nipples, he pulled and. She asked me to get undressed except for underwear. I removed my shorts and T-shirt and was in underwear.She made me sit on a chair and started applying oil. She took some oil from the bowl into her hand. She poured it on my head and started to massage. Wow, it was feeling good. She was massaging me standing my backside. Her fingers were magically and she was really good.I was enjoying closing my eyes and she was humming a song massaging my head. She massaged my head for a good 15 minutes. She. On arrival at his house he carried my bag in front of him to hide his erection, but he grabbed me as he closed the front door, his mouth was hard and demanding, his tongue a live thing in my mouth, I wrapped both arms around his neck, both legs around his hips and lifted myself up on him,He laughed softly and used one hand to move my g-string aside, whilst holding himself with the other, then he lunged and I screamed as his huge, thick cock entered me savagely like an iron bar in my cunt.It was. So it's just another day at the office for me." I said."Yes ma'am, but you understand we had to do it," he said."Sure you had to tell Mary Ellen I was looking into it, but it might have turned out differently. Just remember that next time." I informed them.Once I took the field jacket off, I had to take the shoulder rig off as well. I couldn't star in a porno movie with that thing. Well I could but it wouldn't look so good. It was a nice rig I put on the chair and hid it with the field jacket..