Sitting on the low rock wall that surrounded Franklin Park, were a couple of punks. One had a hot pink Mowhawk, safety pins for earrings. The other's ...air was bright green and set into large spikes sticking out in every direction. They both wore similar clothing, mostly black, with some carefully contrived rips and holes here and there. Heavy Doc Martens laced up outside their trouser legs. "It's almost like a uniform." Jake thought. He glanced over to the road to see if the traffic was light. I couldnt get enough of the gagging and choking everytime i shoved my dick in her mouth. She kept struggling so i had to hold her arms down with my knees. I came in 2 minutes as hard as i ever have in my life and shot after shot bursted into her mouth. Even though i was exhausted from the best moment of my life i could not let her get away without fucking that amazing ass. She was crying as i flipped her over and as her pants were still down and her ass red from the cold i stuck a finger in her. “Hey, George? You awake?” I whispered loudly.“Yeah, Chrissy,” he said. “Wide awake actually.”“Yeah. Me, too,” I said. “Hey, listen. I was just kinda wondering if you were lonely.”“Lonely? Eh...” he said. “I guess I'm sort of used to it.”“Oh?” I said sympathetically. It sounded like there was a story behind it, but I didn't want to pry.“Well... I'm lonely, too. I was thinking that we could... You know?” I said.“Young lady, are you coming onto me?” George asked, bemused.“A little, I guess. I'm. “I want you to clean up the water from the floor.”Abbey was relieved to hear that this was all she had to do, but Joe had not finished speaking.“Clean it up with your tongue.”Abbey hesitated, but she sank to her knees as if she were hypnotised. Then she crouched down and bracing herself on her hands to carry out the disgusting task, she lowered her head until her mouth hovered inches above the small pool of water that she had to remove. Abbey was conscious that all eyes at the table were.