’ Gabriel fired off two images – one of his face and one of his butt covered in pink lace boyshorts. The thug asked if that was how he looked rig...t now. Gabriel responded that he had taken both pictures the night before. The guy seemed satisfied. Twenty minutes later a new text arrived. -I’m on train. -OK. Great! What’s your name?’ -Call me D. -OK. I’m Bubbles. -I know. You smoke weed? -I do. But I don’t have any. -I got some. -Nice! I have liquor if you wanna sip on something. -Yeah! Be. . However, he continues the cycle of sexual pleasuring torture, by not letting me cum until I am pleading with him for release; at this point he secures my wrists in the handcuffs he always uses at work. I can’t see but I know what is happening and thrust my ass hard back against him gurgling rather than speaking as Tony is still fiercely fucking my throat. My tongue and mouth on his shaft is sucking and licking him up and down while I am squeezing and caressing his balls; I run my tongue under. Bob has a rather large backyard, with an above ground pool. I noticed that the kids were busy playing in the pool. There are two big grills cooking different foods, going at full speed.In a large shed there were tables loaded with all types of food, and coolers with different types of beverages in them.I grabbed a beer and stopped to chat with a few class mates. As I talked, I kept staring at a blonde girl over by the pool. She sure in the hell looked familiar, but I couldn't place just where. Spurt after spurt gushed into her. Her eyes began to close and her thrashing ceased as she ingested the soul and essence of her newest mate. His orgasm finally subsided after more than two dozen such convulsions into the overfilled goddess. At last, Tammet regained his senses, the last of his incredible orgasm trailed away like a distant tremor. His hands were still locked behind the head of his queen, who in turn was still locked on his swollen knot. Tammet looked down at his queen, her.