He then made me kneel down and pushed his cock into my mouth. The full cock went inside and I was about to vomit. He took out and started practising m... for it. He started removing my top and I told not to remove the dress. He didn’t listen and undressed my top. I was shivering in cold. He noticed it and started massaging my boobs from behind. He left his inside my pants. I realised how stupid my bf is as he had never touched me and my fear was vanished. I removed my pants myself. He spread. Her booty. One day, I changed my Facebook display picture and in what seemed like an hour my smartphone buzzed, and I saw the ping from her in Messenger ‘nice pic’.Then, we started talking casually and our texting slowly become a routine. We used to text often due to the fact that IT companies are always stressful and smartphone is the only relief available.We shared our new phone numbers. We started sharing our office things and our old times together. Again, we became very close. But I was. I can't help myself! I slide my panties off. I find myself getting up from the chair and kneeling on the floor in front of his pulsing cock. I wrap my panties around his cock and begin to rub and stroke it. It feels good to touch it. I streach the panties tightly around it and can see its outline through the soft nylon. The shape of the head and the veins of the underside. Mmmm it looks so nice. Then I see a small wet spot beginning to soak through the panties. I can see the little. ..”“No, don’t think so. We’ve been there, done that, and you tried to sell us out to the Nelsons,” he replied. “Donna has a question for you. Consider your answer carefully.”“So, Judas Whore, here’s your choices,” Donna said. “We can kill you, quick and easy, dump your body out here. Or, we can imprison you at Clanglang or some other site where you’ll never see the light of day again. Or we can exile you ... dump you on the street somewhere in the world with no money – with the assurance you’ll.