They let the blonde have my cock first. Her cute , butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth eyes, yet my cock felt like perfectly moulded flesh in her warm...wet O shaped gob. I was getting a head job from an angel. The brunette was tweaking my nipples at the same time. Insane pleasure. While the red head was sucking off my nuts in turn, under the blonde. God they knew how to share and I realised I was going to get the whole box of chocolates, if I could control my wad, but hell it was hard, as the. Unable to look the salesgirl in the eye any longer, I took the final items still boxed without even glancing inside, wincing at last as the four figure sum flashed up on the register. Still nothing I couldn't easily afford, of course, but enough that it irritated me to be spending so much on some stupid joke.The salesgirl offered me the usual overpriced tat once she had processed the footwear itself: protective spray and polishing cloths. I was about to tell her to shove it all somewhere she. ‘My god! You killed him!’ one of the customers shouted as they all began to run out of the bar screaming. Immediately all the people at the bar tripped over themselves except for Henry who poured himself a drink of whiskey then shot it back. Then the room was empty except for Ramona and the second drunken thug standing there with an angry look on his face. Thinking quickly Ramona grabbed the thug by the back of his head and bashed his face into the mug which had been drinking from. ‘Filthy. He would pick me up at school, take me to get ice cream, and he even bought me clothes. I loved all of the attention, I guess I liked it even more ‘cause he was a handsome man. In his late twenties, tall, dark skin, I guess you could say “tall, dark, and handsome” he had the sweeties brown eyes, and a smile that you make you wet your panties. He would visit us often, and for six years he worked hard to make his way into my bedroom, and what’s more important he made his way into my panties… I.