'Oh yeah! Oh fuck!' I can barely contain myself as my hole is being explored by his wet tongue. I've never orgasmed like this before. Everything I'm d...ing is wrong, risky fucking, fucking on my parents bed... But it felt so good. 'Get up faggot' the intruder lifts me up and lays on the bed himself. He starts to take off all of his clothes, just leaving his mask and gloves on. Christ Mike has a fucking hot body, I definitely knew it was him as I recognised the tattoos. 'Sit on my face, faggot' I. On reaching it, I placed my mouth over it, and explored it with my tongue, gently at first, then grinding my tongue into the indentation, sensuously, seductively. She started to move her hips in time to my kiss, her body seemingly moving of its own volition.I moved again, this time to kneel between her legs, and started kissing my way down to her pubis, pausing there to capture some of her coarse, fine-gold pubic hair between my tongue and lips, then pulled. Her hips moved up off the mattress. The dark glasses and type of leash made Carol aware of the young man's blindness. They moved along the cinder path toward where she sat with Sultan on the ground beside her, the skilled seeing-eye dog carefully guiding its master.He was a handsome man, Carol thought as they drew closer-- tall, with broad shoulders and proud bearings. His hair was dark and waved, carefully groomed, and his neat, casual dress stylishly simple. She guessed him to be somewhere in his early thirties and found. " Good! Let's keep it that way."They sat and chatted for about an hour longer and then Carl finally left the office, headed back to the house. He knew he should feel better, but somehow he didn't.Catherine was in the bathroom, just getting out of the shower, when she heard Carl enter the bedroom.He dropped his suitcase on the bed and collapsed in the chair next to his closet. His breathing was still hard and he began to wonder if Jessie might be right. He'd been having a problem with his.