Well, at least not one thing... She looked at the desk, then back at her watch. Yes, no one would be around at this time. She could oh so easily just ...ake off her blouse, lay on that desk and play with herself... The thought made her blush, it seemed so risky! But, she reasoned, it’s not like anyone is going to walk in... She hadn’t had the chance to touch herself in such a long time, and she suddenly realised how much she was craving it. Grinning to herself, Charlotte quickly unbuttoned her. I looked up and saw three young men, dressed inclothes severe enough to look military, standing over me. None of themeven looked old enough to be there. One of them, the ringleader, Isuppose, shouted something I couldn't hear, his words twisting his faceinto something grotesque. He swung his leg back and kicked me in theface. I was still too dazed to protect myself. His friends took thisas their cue to join in.The part of my mind that still worked was surprised by the lack of pain.I could. She had told me that she did not want me to come in her mouth, but at that point, I very nearly did, I was struggling to hold back as she encouraged me to slowly thrust into her mouth and throat. I was trembling and started to feel the sap rising, 'I'm gonna come', 'Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum', she kept going. Thoughts raced through my mind, 'What am I gonna do? Do I just come in her mouth? She doesn't want me t. Oh fuck, I'm going to embarrass myself in a minute!!'. 'I'm coming!!' still she. Eddie was a tattoo artist. I had met him at one of the strip clubs I used to attend. It so happened the Eddie owned and operated a tattoo and piercing shop located in the seedier side of town."Hey, Eddie, how's it going?" I asked."Not bad, but it's been a little slow since the economy took a dump. What's up with you? We haven't seen you at the club lately." I've been rather busy. I've got several new lady friends. I may be able to help you improve business a bit. There are four of them and each.