If it bothersyou, ask the bods. Not my job. The pen ooses onto a street, which isvery simple, no doors, no individuals, very clean. It's a level sixbe...ause the street is busy, but no big deal. I blend in.Don is still on to send me off. Not really greeting when you arestreaming them out, rather than back, but that's still his title.Unofficially. Officially he is a time stream technician grade 3, Ithink, but they are all greeters to us.'Back out so soon?' he asked.'Yeah, need the cash. Simple and. I was shaking, finally understanding what he intended. When Michelle understood, she started to cry, “No Shaun! I’ve never, we’ve never.” Shaun simply began to push, gently at first, then a little harder. Michelle was nearly begging, “No, please, it hurts!” Shaun backed off just a little and told her, “Relax babe, you’ll like it, I promise.” I saw Michelle’s face in the mirror gritting her teeth and looking down, “I’ll try.” Shaun started to push a little more and I saw the head of his cock. I was wrong. My hand could just squeeze around the base of her cock, but only because my nails are very long.As I started to suck her tip Chrissy began moaning. I was moaning too as I was desperate to feel this cock deep inside me. The quicker I got it lubricated the quicker I'd be able to feel her stretching me. I've never had many men and I'd never managed to get my lips to the base of a man's cock. But this was like no other cock I had had my hands on. I had to try.I was bobbing my head up. But, there was no response, either from him, or his limp prick. He was deep in sleep, probably dreaming about the fuel-saving benefits of a 18,000 horsepower diesel earth mover! It was no use! I rolled over, and with my juicy cunt longing for a good fucking, cried myself to sleep. The next day was Tuesday, and because I didnt have a shift at the hospital until Wednesday, I went to the hairdresser, got my nails done, bought some makeup, and finished my food shopping. Oddly enough, I didnt.