The feeling was indescribable. "Who... are... you?" I whispered in heat. "Tom Welling." he said with a smug grin as he contined to lick my nipple, whi...e I heard his belt getting undone and oh my god, did I hear him unzip his pants HERE in the phonebooth?! I got so incredibly horny from his licks that I revealed my name to him. "Open your eyes." he ordered, added with my name. I opened them, and caught him pulling down his pants and give me a perfect view of the long cock he had kept hidden for. Moving through the house he found everything in good order and the ground floor deserted. There were no obvious places to search for loot, so he moved cautiously on to the upper rooms. Here again, all was well furnished and contained no obviously lootable items.It was when he started a thorough search for possible hiding places that Abdur found the woman. She was hiding under some rugs in one corner of an upper room and was completely hidden in an abaya."Strip," he ordered.The woman did not. My arms just wouldn’t give. She fell forward after a thrust and we bumped foreheads pretty hard. We shared a quick laugh at that but never stopped. Her moans got louder again. “Oh fuck, don’t stop. I’m almost there!” she all but screamed. I was getting there too but it seemed like I was a bit behind. “Gha! There! There!” She let out a short sob. “Yes. Fuck!” Her legs turned to jello. I was about to cum but she would be no help at this point. She knew this and put as much weight on. Twenty dollars," he said, putting the note on the bar. Michael took the twenty out of his shirt pocket and put it on top of Mitch's bill and watched Mitch scoop them up and put them in a glass on the top shelf, reserved for that purpose.The door opened and another crowd of rain speckled patrons pushed in. Michael only gave them half a look and then did a double take. In the center of the group was a brunette. She was not tall, nor was she petite, but she was definitely a woman. She had a chest,.