Torture. Every nerve in my body was focused on my impending orgasm. I was floating nearly out of my body. I was entirely my pussy and her mouth and at...her mercy.I'm sure the neighbors could hear my wails of pleasure just as they had heard hers. The perfomative aspect of that enhanced my pleasure as I'm sure it did her own. Anyone in the apartments of either side of her place could hear us fucking.Her fingers and tongue found that magic point of no return combination and I could feel my body. "So I'm going to force you to give me your other cherry!"I'm not sure if it was the words, or my fucking her in this helpless position, or the combination of everything, but soon, her emotions dissolved into a churning mass of confusion as her guilt and her absolution warred within her."Oh, Daddy I'm sorry!" was the general theme of her cries, repeated over and over, mostly unintelligibly, until the years of accumulated anguish finally came pouring out. I kept up the ragged pounding of her. The third drug house he had scoped out was situated on the busy Shettleston Road and Gavin knew his current mood was edging him towards attacking it. That realisation started the adrenaline flowing and helped wipe out all thoughts about Lizzie and what he had left behind in the apartment. There was only the immediate future to worry about, the immediate future and some criminals who had a date with destiny.Twenty minutes later, he parked the van just off of Edinburgh Road and backtracked to a. I love it. FUCK MY FACE NOW!!! Let me have that COCK!!!” Don alternated between short strokes to stimulate his cock head and burying his whole cock deep into my no longer virgin throat. It was as if he could hear my mind scream for more cock. And more cock I got. My one well fucked pussy-face was about to get another first. I was about to receive my first load of hot man juice. As he fucked my face I could feel the veins swelling and his cock head getting plumper. I knew my throat was about to.