The need to cum and have that release is almost unbearable now. I reach one hand down and start playing with my clit. I can feel Heather's fingers as ...hey are moving inside of me. Heather must sense I'm near because suddenly she is moving her fingers faster and bites the back of my neck even harder. I take one last look over my shoulder at Mark. Watching him stroke his thick cock I cum, shouting Heather's name. My whole body shudders as I squeeze tightly onto Heather's fingers as moisture flows. There was a good chance that explosives had been planted in them. We walked down Belmont for several blocks and then up Spring. When we got to Seneca we turned right and headed south towards the piers.We had two groups ahead of us and one behind. Just a few blocks down Seneca on the right is a park. By now we knew that whoever had been at Gracie's was looking for us so we had to hide. When we got to the park we entered and stayed in the shadows still moving south. We had no more than gotten. He was 53 and I was 18. I had recently broken up with my then love-of-my-life and I was going through a mid-teens crisis. He was not particularly good-looking and he was not a sugar daddy either. Just some random bloke I met on the internet - against my better instincts. He was average in every department but sex was amazing.He used to do this thing that I loved and I have never really had since. He would go down on me (he loved that) and after giving me a couple of crazy orgasms (that’s. You say strange things under stress. Before I knew it we were standing in front of Jim, who was sitting and visibly shaken."I'm sorry, you look like a fucktoy. Wait, that's not what I meant to say." Silence!" Mr. Carter boomed, "Your punishment has been decided. Once Wendell arrives it will be carried out." Who's Wendell?" Jim asked.Wendell walked in an hour later in all his robed splendor. He carried with him a few arcane items and sat them on the table. He looked like he always looked, a.