"What?" He quipped, "white cock got your tongue?" I was speechless. Mortified my past had caught up to me, ashamed I was completely turned on and desp...erate to find a way to refuse the temptation before me. "Knees, cum slut," he ordered. I didn't even realize my body was lowering as I pondered the question. "Crawl over and under my desk," he ordered. Shame burning through me, I turned around, head down, and crawled as instructed. "You're dying for a nice big white cock, aren't you, slut?" He. Yes I did it in Japan, but that was on base with not much traffic. London traffic is something else and the M25 circular or ring road can literally be a car park at the worst of times and if there are Road works forget it! Now Sarah had decided she wanted to start a family and as it was great fun doing it I was only to happy to practise. Of course I had to find a job to pay my way and after serving in security work in the military for eight years I Didn,t want to do it in civilian life, but my. Well it sure was going to be packed full of honey tonight if the eight guys in the room had anything to say about it. Each had already fucked Mandy twice, two of them had dumped in her three times, and Jerry, the one between her legs now, was having his fourth helping. A quick glance around the room showed four hard cocks up and ready to go again, and I had no doubt that the others would be back up soon. This was not the evening that Mandy and I had planned for ourselves, but like the man once. Still hoping to postpone her orgasm and prolong her pleasure (and my own!), I didn’t dare give too much attention to her clit right away. So I expanded my actions to work over Sherri’s entire pubic area and even her inner thighs, exploring everywhere with my mouth and tongue. I traced over her bikini-bottom tan lines with wet licks – first at the top along her tight midriff several inches below her belly button, then along the creases where the pale, unexposed outer edges of her pussy met her.