Ohhh! His tongue. It’s so long, so moist and it’s moving nearer. My, but the sweetness as it enters, pushes inside me. Oh, Marcus. He’s licking ...y walls, lapping up my juice with every powerful thrust, with each plunge into my helpless pussy. No matter how I cry out, I can’t make him stop. I don’t believe how deep he penetrates. It licks every nerve, every part of me.“Ohhhhh!”“Lady Lillian!”For long moments, I’m unable to answer, conscious only of how wonderful had been the joy that had taken. It made me feel bad for him, since he was going to be in a lot of trouble now, but that was his own fault. Mr. Davis shouldn't have stolen something that didn't belong to him, not even for love.The town of Winslow wasn't overly large and the Sheriff's Department was a newer looking building, made of white bricks and dark glass windows in the front. There was a Confederate flag blowing high up on a flag pole outside and what I guessed was the state flag right next to it and a little lower. A few. That look was inviting and I gave a kiss on her lips. She started liking it. I gave a long smooch inside her lips. Then she started moving her hand all over my head and pulling me closer.Soon we started exchanging our saliva. Her saliva was really sweet. Our kissing continued for around 10 mins. Then I slowly began taking her boobs in my hand and fondling them. They were as soft as cotton. I slowly run my hand down and touched her pussy over her trouser. She was in mood and was whispering fuck. The other man who was busy holding her feet down by sitting on her legs was also surveying her form. Both of these men’s intentions were clear – whether they came here for the purpose of raping her or not, that was what was about to happen, and there was nothing she could do to stop it!“There ... that should hold you!” he growled. “Now you little slut, my partner and I have been watching you for a while now. We have been watching this house and we know that your folks have been away for some.