I felt strangely relieved when I was kneeling between his legs and was sucking his cock. While I was sucking, he was counting the £ 80 I gave him. He...told me that he was glad that he could help me and that I was enjoying my cock sucking fantasy that much. He assured me that he would continue to help me feed my addictions and fantasies as long as I am willing to help him too. I should be very open with him. I nodded and continued sucking on his big throbbing delicious cock.The next evening,. If I could get into deeper trouble, I didn't see how.Instincts were kicking in, telling me to run. My need for female flesh drained from me like someone had pulled a rather large plug. I glanced at the door. I could make it. She wasn't as fast as me, I was sure of that. But what about the doctor and my girls just outside? She could hold one of them hostage and force me to do what she wanted. So I remained still, forcing my heart to be quiet, forcing the shaking in my hands to stop. I calmed. " That ye will," she said, smiling.From then on, the pair fucked and sucked every night after the faire closed to the public. Each pairing was more intense than the last. Lorne would fuck her mouth and pussy, eat her to orgasm, and much more. Kennedy soon found working the bar between her faire visits made her long for Lorne's touch. Every Friday and Saturday night he would take her in the back room, and on Sunday they would enjoy a nice picnic before he fucked her hard.During those picnics,. Well, after coming home from a date – spent most of the time kissing my boyfriend and him feeling me up – I was hot and bothered. When I got to my room my roommate was already in bed sleeping – she didn’t have a boyfriend at the time, but she was much more worldly than I was. So I got into the room and changed into a t-shirt and my panties. I went to lay down and get some rest, but kept thinking about what happened on my date and how it made me feel. Well, I started to get worked up, I had.