Several times I must have moved the wrong way, because I was stopped short with a sharp, almost electrical stabbing pain shooting through me. I grabb...d some fresh clothes from my bedroom and went into the bathroom to take stock of myself. My feet were numb, but I noticed the soles were raw but just a little bloody. There was dried semen on my face (again), and what I think was a thin streak of what might have been shit on my cheek. My nipples were hard and erect, but also very sensitive and. I went near the car, and asked if I could help her, they started checking me for about 30 seconds, then the girl at driver seat told her friend who was seated back, – kya isse rat cut jayegi?-As soon as I realised that they have mistaken me as sex worker,Before I could clarify there misunderstanding, she pulled me by my collar and said -bees hazar ya cut le (20k or fuck off),I was so dumbstruck, that I didn’t speak for 2min, I was just starting at them,She started to accelerate when she didn’t. So in the end, I whittled my sixth-form application down to just two A-Levels: History and Art & Design.One other distraction that stayed in the back of my mind was the Ruth and Charlie situation. Murph was still free and pending trial in Sheffield, so Ruth and Charlie were still with us in London. That had actually worked out very nicely, with Ruth helping Mrs O’Keef as our unofficial assistant housekeeper. Charlie was being home-schooled and had unglued himself from my side to spread his. She arched her back, anticipating what was coming next as I moved the head of my cock between her soaking wet pussy lips.Looking back at me over her shoulder, she pushed back hard onto me and let out a low moan of ecstasy as she impaled herself on my pulsing shaft. Still looking at me, I listened as she started talking about what happened in the woods car park.I sure my cock got harder as she teased me with, ‘You loved watching me show off, didn’t you?’ She continued with, ‘I felt so horny.