A few moments later he came out again, looking flustered. He scanned the street quickly, then jumped in the van and roared away, the tyres spitting gr...vel.I felt myself grinning; the field was clear for me.Once I was dressed I dug out a packet of Jaffa Cakes and a bottle of Vimto from my saddle-bag and returned to my captive, detouring to fetch the chair on my way.She had thrashed around a little and had moved herself partly off the coat and onto the cold wooden floor."Oh you silly girl, Miss. “Could you feel him squirting?”“Well, not really. It all just happened…”Suddenly, a knock on Kitten’s bedroom door interrupted her. “Kitten,” her mother called. “We’ve got to get ready to go to Cara’s recital tonight. Charesse will have to go now.”Kitten had forgotten that her younger sister’s biennial piano recital was scheduled for that evening. They were always boring because she had to sit for hours through all the other students playing their hokey little songs, and then stand around. Although Bernard was a good man, well respected by the other members of our community, I could not tolerate this painful sex. It was like being raped 3, 4, and 5 times a week or even more. I kept hoping that Bernard would be able to control his lustful urges, and not need to use my body for relief so often, but things only grew worse as he took longer to ejaculate. Finally, I felt I could take no more and ran away. I controlled my own lustful urges, I stayed celibate, and continued to do the. You stood up then, kissing me deeply as your fingers found their way to my pink pussy between my thighs. I gasped against your mouth, kissing you fervently. Suddenly, breathtakingly pretty in the nude, I got down on my knees, only with my head above the surface. Warm wetness enveloped you, and you could only watch as my blonde, wavy-haired head moved up and down as I sucked your hard cock. I flicked my tongue on your swollen tip, then wrapped my lips around and sucked hard. My mouth moved down.