I couldn’t help but gag at his length and girth as it cut off my air way. I could feel him begin to throb in my mouth. I knew well the signs of impe...ding ejaculation and I was prepared to swallow the reward he was about to deliver. Imagine my surprise and disappointment when he stopped, instead grabbing me by the hair and yanking me to my feet. Letting go of my hair his massive hands went to my blouse, pulling at the bodice, s**ttering the buttons about the floor and immediately attacking my. I cried out in anguish as Bruce grind deep in to my butt and I felt his cock explode as a powerful stream of his spunk struck the insides of my rectum wall. Bruce released my legs and they dropped down besides his thighs my feet wrapping around his ankle trying to pull him out. Charlie stood by our sides saying 'come on Bruce, get off that bitch. Let me get some of that ass'. Bruce said to Charlie 'this sluts pussy is milking my dick, I ain't getting up till I'm through'. I could hear the wet. ” The officer nodded politely, a bit taken aback.“Very well, Mrs. Ngo,” he began again. “Can you describe for me what happened last night, and how you came to be holding a fireplace poker to Mr. Jones’ face?”I translated her recollections to him, both of us speaking honestly, having gotten the teasing out of the way early. It was only so much fun insulting someone when they didn’t realize it. After a while it just seems petty and cruel.She told him how they heard the knock on the door, but had. He’s very popular at school and always seems to have people hanging around him especially the girls. My brother says he’s a pretty good hockey player too.”All three girls peeked around the corner again at Brad. “Abby, you’re such a lucky bitch,” Britney kidded. “You’ll definitely have to tell us how good a fuck he is, that’s if any female can get him into bed.”“What do you mean, if any female can get him into bed?” Abby inquired, wrinkling her brow.“Brad hangs around with Steve Jackson.”“Yes,.