Seemed kinda cruel to send them all away without putting my mouth on their wee wees and givin' 'em a blow job. Sucky, sucky! Tee hee!" Okay, Momma Meg...tits. Jeez! Fuck! You can be such a hard ass sometimes," Henry finally conceded, secretly wishing at that moment he was one of the lucky boys receiving a famous Hilda Humper wee wee wash. "I promise I'll buckle down and finish this tonight. But once I'm done, can you give me a blow job? Pretty please with a hymen on top?" He hoped to at least. She saw his hand quickly go down to the bulge and he got up quickly, heading for the toilets. Still bent over, an image flashed through her mind and she felt a gush of juice from her pussy covering her bikini bottoms. She could see him looking as he walked, and she was sure that he had seen the wet patch appear on her trunks. She stood up straight as he dissappeared from view. She was convinced that she knew where he was going and what he would be doing. She loved the idea in her mind of. " Shells," Mike grunted as he sagged into his own seat as Allen took thewheel. Not that he would ever admit it, but even after four bags ofsaline in the hospital, he was still feeling a little wasted. With theadrenalin fading, he was starting to feel it even more."Shells," Allen frowned as he started the car."Damn, don't you read any of the memos?" It's what they're calling surgical caps you can meld to yourfingertips to blot out prints. Leaves a smooth surface, and no prints."Not that many. ~Heat~ ‘OH, dear God. Please,’ I begged, but what I begged for I had no idea. Thoughts had long given way to the simple animalistic desire to not be in the sun. My parachute draped over the plane was giving me a hint of shade but it was still hotter than any summer of my life within that shade. Death maybe? A quick one. Not to be slowly cooked to death under this merciless sun. Could that be what I was begging for? For mercy? There was no mercy here, not in this place, not for me. I gave the.