I lay face down on the seat knees bend feet up at the window my head in his lap working on getting him in my mouth. He is leaking precum and I love to...eat every drop of his cum. I lick him on the underside of his cock up to his slit catching his sweet nectar. He showed me the first time I sucked him how he likes it. My mouth is filling up with his cock and his head is in my throat and he pushes my head down and down he goes. I hold my breath as I work him in as far as I can. Jim's thick brown. However, nothing came.Perhaps he hadn't heard you."Captain. This is Agent Markis. Is everything alright on your end?"Again, nothing occurred. The alarm continued to flood your senses as you awaited some sort of sign. But nothing came.That is until you went to speak into it one last time.A howling screech interrupted your speech, piercing deep into your mind as if it were right next to you. Your brain didn't recognize it, however. It wasn't something from any malfunction you had ever known. And. When they were done, she said that if he wished he could start the first date right away. Rob by this time was once again horny and eager to start, although with a lot of trepidation, and agreed.She led him into a room with a large frilly four poster bed as well as some armchairs, a big wooden table, a sink, and some clinical looking apparatus. There were five women sitting around the room sipping drinks and chatting. They seemed remarkably relaxed for a date evening; but of course this wasn’t. I managed to get the head of my dick into her pussy, I saw her face she had a very different smile, I moved up to her face and started kissing her lips, and suddenly gave a very hard jerk into her pussy she wanted to shout hardly but I had locked her mouth with my, I didn’t allow her to get her mouth free, blood was oozing out of her pussy, she had tears and smile on her face, I left her mouth and kissed her eyes, she saw at me and told thanks raj, aaj se mein tumhari patni hu aur tum mere.
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