I felt Robin's dick brush against my lip in the dark, so I took it inside my mouth. He started moving his hips in motion as my tongues felt the bulgin... cock in my mouth. It was thick and not too long. But I liked the feeling of a guys dick in my mouth. It was such a dirty thought. Something so wrong, but felt so right. I cupped my hand around it and stroked. Robin stopped moving and I realized it was my cue. I moved my head along his dick and started blowing him. Soon I felt pre-cum in my. Then she let it free. It was fucking massive. I would guess it was 9 inches. She held it and swore at it. Then started to lick the end. At this point I undid my flies and was slowly wanking my cock. I watched as she sucked his cock and I was surprised to find my self getting jealous. They then started to undress and saw her pert tits get set free from her bra and then she slowly peeled her panties down to show her shaven pussy. By now I was wanking firm but hard. They both were on the floor and. The cop notices and pulls out a whistle and blows it, and yells, "Hey! This is 2014! The cattle call isn't until next year! Who let you out of the refrigerator? Where's the Reality Patrol Wagon? Get those hams out of here! Who told Little Timmy it had the authority to let them into this reality scape? I want to see some releases on my desk by tomorrow morning, people, or there is going to be hell to pay!" (insert ad for "Hell Toupees!)And a paddy wagon pulls up, the mimes are loaded into it and. The guard, a tough-looking woman whose bearing screamed “military,” checked it carefully before looking on a clipboard for my name. Her demeanor changed when she saw that I was an invited guest. “I see you’re dropping off a parcel, Ms. Jacobs. Go straight ahead to building five and turn left. I’ll call ahead so someone will be there to greet you and we’ll have two strong slaves there to handle your package. Welcome to the club…you too, young lady. You’re never too young to learn how to.