"Well, my big titted slut," he leered, "So you're a D cup and very nice they are to."His hands moved over my naked skin almost lovingly. I just stared...up at his smiling, lustful face unable to utter anything. I watched as he unzipped his trousers and produced his big hard cock."Now, let's see how it feels to tit fuck you," he leered.In some respects it was a relief to hear his words, for I half expected them to fuck me proper. He sat on me and pushed his cock between my tits and squeezed them. She shut her eyes as if she was hearing through her eyes.I pushed her down in the couch. Her body was in the couch. But her feet were in the floor. I spread her legs apart so that her panties clad pussy could be seen. I lowered my mouth. I pushed my tongue into her pussy moving a part of her panties one side. I kissed her pink pussy lips. They were amazingly hot. I slid my tongue deep into her clit. Licking, moving up and down. Monica was groaning with pleasure. Pulling my hair to hold her cum.. I'm not quite sure what, but whatever it is I did caused the gag to inflate. For a second I felt like I was sucking back in the air from a half-filled balloon. But then the jaw straps went taught, my tongue depressed and pushed back, and my mouth and teeth felt the outward pressure of the gag before the contrasting constraining pressure of the hood.It became clear why the hood had to be made of such heavy leather and I hit the point very early in this session at which I pondered the question,. "I never want to see you again, Sammy Oldham," she said, fighting my attempt to hold her in my arms."I want to see you. What time is your flight? May I see you tomorrow before you go?" I hadn't forgotten about my 'date' with Ellen, which I was willing to forego if it meant spending a few minutes with Colleen."You'll never see me again. I'm never coming back here. Facing Mr. Oldham and Suzanne would be too embarrassing. What must they think of me?" They were laughing at both of us when I left.