I just thought..." My mom sent me a birthday present," I told him, before he could say anything more, and he rightly appeared confused. "It was with t...e letters," I explained."Oh... what was it?" I don't know yet. I haven't opened it." Because it's not your birthday?" Luke asked, the corner of his mouth curling into a small smile."Right." Aren't you curious?" You have no idea," I replied, sighing. "I put it under my bed--I figured I wouldn't think about it so much there. It's not working." You. Globules of pre-cumm had gathered around his slit. Plucking up all thecourage I could, I slowly wrapped my pink lips around his shaft. My tongueswirled around the tip, greedily swallowing the pre-cum - it tasted saltybut not as terrible as I had imagined. I began to bob up and downswallowing as much of his hardening cock as possible. Marcus began to pumpmy mouth, his strong hands holding the back of my head. My cheeks achedand I gagged as he fucked my throat. My fingers dug into his arse. He handed over the opened packet, smiled reassuringly at Irene, and returned to his chair. Irene watched Thomas roll on the pink sheath. Fully unfurled, it reached halfway down his meaty missile and Irene inhaled sharply, her eyebrows raised in startled amazement. Oliver never unrolled a condom all the way and now she knew, if any confirmation was needed, that she was expected to participate in something quite different, a totally new experience in her life. Irene had ultimately bowed to her. He revived her twice before he reached her ankles, but when he made the final cut to separate the front of her skin from her body, she was wide awake and screeching at the top of her lungs. He carefully placed the skin on the floor away from him, laying it out as if she were lying on her back. He stared at it for a long moment and then knelt next to it and caressed the flat breasts and clit. Then he stood up and moved in front of the bitch. He raised his bloody hand to her face and grasped her.