.. No ... I'm not going to take her..." Trish's words were almost inaudible, whispered inwards."Trish." I crossed to her chair and kneeled in front of...it. "Look at me."Trish's eyes fluttered, and slowly came open. I could see the light brown of her eyes beginning to fade, and the desire mixed with fear in them."Lesley." I spoke again, looking directly at Trish. "If you love me ... don't do this. Don't hurt her." Oh my god..." Julie gasped from over my shoulder, and I could feel her hand as it. She headed upstairs and came back down a few minutes later. This time wearing a little jean skirt and a much tighter tank top that showed off her cute tits better. She walks into the office and sits down on the recliner and begins to watch. I watched as Cache noticed her different wardrobe. “Did you change?” He asked her. “Umm, yeah what’s it to you?” She snided back. “I'm just wondering why you would change into that.” *Because I want to show Miguel my cunt* I imagined her responding and. I realized I was rocking back andforth again.By now, they were almost at the check-out stand. I stood still, lettingspace build up between my cart and the old woman.The young lady with the old woman was piling goods on the conveyor beltof the check-out stand, and I kept telling myself, I really should behome doing homework, when I bumped the old woman one last time.The old woman turned and glared at me. "You've done it, young man!"I stood still, face down, utterly humiliated. *Here we go. Soon, he was sitting up, both hands tightly gripping the back of my head, forcing me deep onto his swollen cock head. Before long I was gagging on him like I knew I would, spraying spit and precum onto his cock, and dribbling down my chin. I instinctively tried to draw back, but he held me firmly in place, pushing his cock deeper into my throat, until my lips were nearly wrapped around his 3in thick base."Yes you little whore, you like sucking that cock don't you?"I couldn't respond, and didn't.