‘Right.’ said Michael. ‘Let’s do this.’ — Jessica suddenly realised that she wanted nothing so much as to taste the stranger’s cum, to s...allow it, to suck every last drop from him, and with a motion of his hand her gave her permission. Almost clumsy in her eagerness, she fell to her knees and shuffled forward, her head poised, lips parted. One last time she looked up into his eyes and saw – what? Eagerness, yes, but a hint of something else? Cruelty? It wasn’t important. His cock throbbed as. I could feel the wetness between my legs, I wanted him so badly, but I was going to wait for a little and keep teasing him. Slowly, one button at a time, I began to undo his shirt. He tried to help me, but I pushed his hands away. ‘No helping, let me do whatever I want. I’m sure you’ll like it.’ I pulled his shirt off and smiled. I loved his body, he was so strong and toned. Seeing his chest almost made me forget what I was doing, but I looked up at his face and my head cleared a little. I ran. Or, just staring at her outright. We, R and I, got to be pretty friendly with each other over the first week, or, so. We’d catch each other for a smoke break. Chat while we were making drinks and picking up orders. Flirting from time to time, but never anything too obvious. She didn’t mind when I made a comment about being into big girls with killer asses. I didn’t mind when she’d comment on digging Black guys and their big, thick, dicks! Although, we’d laugh the whole thing off. There was. I've never had a legless cunt before," the bigger of the two youths stated. Holding her arms above her head, the other one opened his flies and showed Vivienne his erect cock. Vivienne knew that held as she was, she was utterly helpless and couldn't even kick at her attackers. Through her tear filled eyes she could see the watery glazed look in them and guessed they were both somewhat high on drugs."I hope you are ready for this," small guy muttered as he pushed his prick against her opening..