I could hear his moans of pure pleasure as his hands firmly took hold of my head, forcing me to take more of him between my lips. His cock started to ...witch and pulsate as he fucked my mouth in the approach to his orgasm.I was on my knees by now, letting him use me how he wanted, until finally he held my head even tighter and fired shot after shot of his warm cum down my throat. I eagerly swallowed his full load, not allowing a single drop to spill. He tasted so good; I desperately needed to be. Whenever we get together we tend to drink a little wine, and sometimes smoke a little pot.. also a little bit of very strong speed... ! This particular evening we had idulged in all three! So by 11pm we were both really quite high and happy. I knew she had to get up reasonably early the following morning, so I did the right thing and left her to retire to her bed before it got too late, even though I was not in work for the rest of the weekend, and feeling very high from the pot.. and I have to. He missed his father too but he had always been too busy for the boy. Bobby had been very close to his mother. The picturesque scenes that passed the window as the train headed west couldn't take his mind off of her and his uncertain future. Bobby's Aunt Mary sat in the seat next to him reading her magazine. As she turned the pages, the sickly sweet scent of her heavy perfume filled his senses. The smell reminded Bobby of the old women in the grocery stores. He didn't like the heavy floral. Then there was the pretty little teenager. Abby was about fifteen years old and she was crying. I took her in my arms and tried to reassure her that everything would be okay. I found myself acting much braver than I normally would have just to show this young girl how brave I was. Together Abby and I undressed until we were both totally naked. I stood in front of her to protect her youthful body from their prying eyes.There were nine of us women, ten men, and the three bank robbers. The ten men.