And I WANT to. And just maybe ... Angela knows what who and when such an attitude would be appropriate.There’s cars parked ... maybe there are boys ...n the pool.“Holy moley Angie ... where’s the rest of your suit?”She preened. Two postage stamps and a cork would cover more ... and there was quite a bit NOT covered.She struck a pose, “Like it?”“Does your mother know?”“Oh Hell no...” she winked, “ ... I’m hunting.”“Wait ... your boyfriend...”“What about him?”“I thought you were upset because he. She held my mouth open and began to pour the bitter contents onto my tongue. "Drink down all of it and don't fuck with me!", she said sternly.I could do nothing and soon had swallowed the whole bottle of the nasty liquid. The bitterness was intolerable. When Debra had finished working my anus they released my hands from overhead and cuffed them behind me. Then they released my ankles. It felt very good to stand on solid ground again, and my back and arms were sore from my awkward standing. I, too, got emotional, and I started giving her my shoulder out of care. Nothing sexual. I made her quiet and started telling her how pretty she was. “How lucky a guy will be if he gets a lady like you,” to make her feel good. But this made her cry more.She said, “You don’t mean it. You want me to feel better.” So I took her face in my hands, looked straight into her eyes. I pulled her with her waist and started saying everything I felt about her. I told her she was one of the most beautiful. Sitting down on the toilet, she tried to calm her racing heart. Spreading her legs she watch the thin stream of piss merge with the water in the toilet and realized she could not get the imagine of that black cock in the Sarah's mouth out of her head. The more she tried to force the thoughts away, the more she can't think of anything but. Panting slightly, she stumbled out of the bathroom, and stopped by the same vending machine. She could not tear her eyes away from that giant black cock. Her.