"Who would that be?" he asked."I'm working for the O'Connell sisters. I need gas for their MT tractor." Yes, they have gotten farm gas here often. We ...ave their permit number recorded. How much do you need?" I have three 5-gallon cans, so fifteen gallons." OK, go ahead and pump it. Use pump three. You can pay for it when you're done," the attendant told me.I wasn't too late arriving for work after filling the cans, and both sisters were out on the porch waiting for me when I arrived."If it's. "Being called a cocksucker somehow turned me on. The thought of sucking his cock took over my every thought. I leaned forward, opened my mouth and took the thick, juicy, semi-erect black cock head in my mouth."That's it, Jim," he purred. "Worship my cock like you have craved to do since you first saw it."Somehow the absurdity of his words soothed me. His dick in my mouth, I suddenly wanted to please him, to worship him, to be his good straight cocksucker. I swirled my tongue around his mushroom. “I’m really a cocksucking whore!” Just as I thought I couldn’t possibly get any more excited, Rick groaned once more and grabbed my face in his hands. A second later, his hips thrust forward and his cock jerked, spewing his load into my mouth. As I gulped down his semen, my entire body shook and I felt my own load gushing into my panties. I had to fight to focus on the still pulsing dick in my mouth: spurt after spurt of hot sperm splashed onto my tongue until I wondered if it was ever. She was a mess.Unbeknownst to the perpetrators of the outrage that left her in such a state ... rather more bruised than not ... new COLOR surveillance cameras at the dancers door and in the parking lot proved, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that the highschool's Seniors on the football team were the guilty parties.DD might not be smart but she had an almost feral instinct for self protection. She collected DNA samples under fingernails, and left readily identifiable bite marks on shoulders,.