"Kiss him, just how you kiss me, Michelle. Do it just because you love me," Ashley told me, looking up towards me. A slight grin was sported on my fac... as he just looked at me lustfully. Then our faces moved towards each other and our lips met. We kissed each other right over her shoulder for about twelve seconds, before his lips parted from mine. "Damn, you are one hot MILF, Michelle." "I'm not technically a MILF, but thank you," I said, just before we kissed again. Then Michelle turned around. The thin guy, held my head with one hand and groped my naked tits with the other, his stiff dick rhythmically pushing in and out my mouth. The fat trucker picked up the pace and really began to hammer into me, I could feel the thick ridges of his naked cock with every hard thrust and it felt fantastic, yes yes dont stop please dont stop.. cum on me, cum all over me, I begged before the thin guy silenced me by returning his hard shaft into my throat with a push and his hot balls squashed against. Thomas was making adjustments to the instrument's keyboard."I've always wanted one of these," Keith's dad remarked."Keith told me you made instruments," Jenna remarked."I make instruments for old music -- medieval and earlier. Stringed instruments. I'm not interested in making whistles." Show her the lute," Keith said.Thomas took down the lute from a shelf. "That is beautiful," Jenna remarked.His father plucked the strings. "It's in fairly good tune." May I?" Jenna took the instrument and tried. .” He said."What do you want?" I sniffled.He had pulled me into that dark lonely alley out from the street.I was jogging trying to reach a nearer park. My round boobs were covered by a tight sweater, my long shaped legs in black yoga tight pants. Everything was fine, until I realized I had missed the right way to that nice green park. Now I was running in the middle of a wrong and dangerous neighborhood. And it was too late…"You will be fine just by cooperating a little bit". The black figure.