‘Here we are. Lacy Ferraro. 29 years old. Dental hygienist. No boyfriend, lives alone. Poor self-image.’ He looked at her over the rims of his gla...ses. ‘That’s you, right? A little bit of a chicken yourself, wouldn’t you say?’ ‘Well, yes, that’s me, but…’ She tried to peek over the pad. ‘I don’t know about that chicken part. Who told you that?’ He smiled smugly and put the pad away in his breast pocket. ‘Wait a minute, wait a minute!’ Lacy tried to assert herself. She didn’t want to alarm him. There was no way of outrunning them; she was completely surrounded. “I have an exam tomorrow,” Ari said out loud to the three guys who faced her, “and my boyfriend is waiting for me just over there in his car, so I better hurry.” She had hoped that lying about having a boyfriend close by might disparage the guy’s attentions. Almost instantly she realised how wrong she was. At first no one answered her, so she continued to stare up at the heavily shadowed faces, until she realised that they. She pulled her mouth off of my cock taking in a big gasp of air and leaving a thick strand of saliva connected between the tip of my cock and her lower lip. She proceeded to make a slurping sound and pulled the drool back into her mouth. She licked the tip several times searching for more precum, as she made eye contact with me, checking to see if I approved. I definitely did. Kristin was being a bit sneaky, technically she wasn’t using her mouth, only her tongue. “Help me!” She paused licking. They were kissing passionately I could see their tongues duelling in each others mouths. Their hands were all other each others bodies, I stood watching open mouthed, with the hardest hottest erection I had ever had in my young life.The sandy haired guy moved to start kissing Mr Compton’s broad chest, as he did so Mr Compton’s huge cock was revealed, it was magnificent, larger than any cock I had ever seen before, he was also circumcised, something again I had never seen in real life, his.