All through that night, and many times more over the years to come, we went full bi-sexual, cross dressing suck fest. He sat on my bra and used my fac... like a pussy that night. He let me kneel between his smooth thighs and let me roll my full, red lips up and down over his shaft again and again. As he kept cuming over the hours we were having orgasms, I always asked him what he would confess to me… what he thought about when he masturbated at home. By our rolls I was his sub. He could easily. ..Cock, Candy...Candy, Cock...Cock, Candy!" I was becoming the evil thrill master instructing her to, "Suck it...Suck it long and hard baby! Pull the real candy from my balls!" We were really into it, the Blow Pop and My Cock took turns ravishing her, in and out of her sweet mouth. For every long and hard suck on the candy, my cock got triple. We were having a threesome: the Blow Pop, Her Mouth, and My Cock. I toyed with her and sexually fulfilled my desires. My body and pelvis were shoved at. Craig closed his laptop and stared at the glass vase, the water that had filled it two weeks earlier was now long gone. He slammed his fist in frustration against the table, and as the vase jumped the petals broke loose from the dead flowers and fell as silently as tears. He wiped his eye with the back of his hand. Even without the roses as a reminder, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. He knew Kelsey was too young. He’d known it from the first time she’d smiled at him. And he wasn’t an. 69.He should've taken the lift. A bit exhausted he reaches the target floor. Immediately he notices weird souncs coming from further down the corridor. Rhythmic bumps, a muffled voice? Two voices? It's really hard to tell... With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there??.