Of course, he still can’t believe what a risky slut I am and honestly, neither can I… I’m gonna get killed one of these days.23/04/2018 - Monday...- D Day - If you know what I mean ;)‘Fuck off!!!’‘Fuck off!!!’‘Fuck off!!!’That’s all that repeated in my head when I woke up that morning. I had opened that particular messenger, expecting Tony #2 to tell me how he couldn’t wait for my lips around his shaft. Instead, I was rather unwelcomed by “Hey mate. I have a work meeting at 10 am. For a new. I unzipped his fly and pulled out a limp cock.He ordered me to take it into my mouth and gripped my hair so painfully that I even opened my mouth to say something to stop him.However,I couldn’t do that because his cock was in my mouth much faster than I uttered a sound.Though the cock was not stiff yet I wasn’t able to swallow the full shaft.Each second it increasedin size in my mouth and when his head set against my throat I saw that just a half of it was in my mouth.The man started fucking my. Her free hand slid over her naked skin, pinching here, caressing there, ensuring her body was ready for whatever he desired. Maybe today you’ll push me onto my back and spread me open, give me a good fucking right here on the floor. Or maybe you’ll force my legs up and make me play with my pussy myself while you fuck my ass. She forced the thoughts from her head. He was the priority now. She moaned softly as she felt his fingers gently dig into her hair. She lowered her other. She let out a guttural moan that almost caused me to cream my pants. Then I let it slip from my mouth and said I had to finish the milking. Becky groaned but moved back out of the way, so I could finish.As I was putting things away I heard “There is nothing dripping out of me”. Becky was leaning back against the same bench as last year, her halter top untied, her mini skirt hiked up over her waist, no panties, and her legs slightly spread exposing her cute little pussy. I walked up close to her.