Finally we finished and I picked up the empty carton and packing materials and carried them downstairs and out to the trash bins.Carolyn thanked me fo...r helping her then asked me; "Would you like a beer or something Jason?" Yea, a beer would be great." Good, me too." She led the way towards the back of her house and into her kitchen, which was bigger than my parents' two-car garage. I sat on a barstool while Carolyn opened us two beers, handed me a bottle then poured hers into a glass and sat. Low, urgent groans rolled from her throat as he teased, sucked, and probed with his tongue. Jason lifted his head, gazing at her, his lips wet from exploring and Casey was forced down again, him on top. She bucked her hips as he sunk down, crushing her with his full weight. Sweet suffering, pain mixed with pleasure. Just how Casey liked it. He entered her, going slow to adjust himself then progressively moving faster and faster till it was all she could do to keep up. Urgent moans turned to. With one swift move, he picked me up by the waist and stood me upright. In my stilettos I was still tiny in front of him. This guy was in no mood for been serviced through the hole in the wall. Looking at me in the eyes, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his huge dark dick in front of me. He sat on the filthy chair and ordered me to suck…Looking over my shoulder, with only the light of the video screen, I immediately saw the booth door was blocked by some shadows.My own control had been. "I begin to count, unable to keep my breathing even, knowing what is going to come. Very quickly, I receive two of his strikes, at a gentler intensity, but I have to continue counting despite the pain."Ah! Fifty, forty-nine, forty-eight..." Continue."On the next three, overwhelming pain grips me, making me feel weak, and I can't help flinching again as I continue."Thirty-five, thirty-four..."The next is harder, and I know I can't continue any longer. Before I've fully processed it, the next.