The phone rang for a while before it went to the message bank so Sharon dropped it back into her handbag and gathered up her gear. The only thing that...she could really do is go back into the bar, have a drink or two, and see what happens.Once again as she entered the room the lads all spun around to greet her. Their eyes took in her delicious torso and the barman hung up the phone and grabbed a bottle of scotch down off the top shelf.Sharon noticed that the curtains had been pulled down and. I began pounding myself into her, urging us to higher and higher levels of excitement. She responded by arching her back and slamming her hips into mine with every stroke. We were so turned on it was as if we were trying to hurt each other in our passion. But we were lost deeply in that passion and, at least at the moment, we didn’t feel any pain, only extreme pleasure. That pleasure was reaching higher and higher the longer we kept at it. “Oh baby, you are making me so hot. I love you being so. SammyI addressed an envelope, inserted the single sheet of paper and put a stamp on the letter. The next morning I made sure the letter went in the outgoing mail and the contents of the wastebasket went into the trash.Ned had mowed the park but left the edging up to Josh and me. We worked together until lunchtime when we took our clippings and the weeds we had pulled to be disposed of. Ned arrived to inspect our work. We both gave Josh a pat on the back, telling him he could expect a check for. I look around the place we are. We're in an open field, with a group of people, stood around, staring at us.My cheeks burn with humiliation.'Suck my cock' you command.I eagerly start sucking your cock, almost greedily, getting it nice and wet and sucking it just how i know you like it.I hope you are gentle this time though, as my throat still hurts from when you fucked it earlier.Of course, towards the end you are anything but gentle, fucking my throat as if it were my pussy, making my eyes.