Marie's hair falls in corkscrew curls around her shoulders as she smiles up at me sweetly. "Well?" Marie stretches and puts down her book. "Liam didn'... want any money for his services." Her mouth quivers as she tries to keep a straight face. I nod. "Did you?" "Wouldn't you like to know," Marie challenges me as she crawls across the bed to unfasten my shirt. "He was concerned to see me upset and he hugged me close." My breath catches as her nail trails on my skin as she undoes a button. "He. I want you, Miss Wong." No, call me Sam. Now say it again." I w.. wa.. want you, Mi... Sam!"Then she covered her mouth with hers and there was no more talking as she rode him hard.Greg could feel himself reach the limit of his tolerance, his inexperience limiting his stamina as his JC teacher bounced up and down on top of his cock. Apparently, the experienced Miss Wong must have felt it too as she quickly slipped off his lap."Sorry, I can't take a chance with no condom," she explained with an. “Is it difficult?”“What?” “To be all hard like that.”“It's not as hard as it looks.”“You really are cute,”she said, while slowly moving her hand to my crotch.“I'm going to ask one more time now. Do you want me to take care of your true desires.”“Yes,”I said.“Yes what?”“Would you please take care of it for me.”“Good boy, I knew you would see things from my point of veiw.”She said with a sly smile. Then she unzipped my pants and took my stiff penis in her hand. “It's so warm and thick,” She. So she gave her one more meaningful wave of the gun before climbing into the driver’s seat and heading out of the city.‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’It was a rough drive that lasted for almost twenty minutes. Jessica hated the drive enough, so she could only imagine what hell it was on Blaire. The 15-year-old was in pain already. Her arms were getting sore from hanging over top of her head, her jaw was sore from holding the gag in place, and her knees were killing her from sitting like that for so.