As we finally got to the basement I led him into the bedroom. As he stood there looking very uncomfortable I went over and sat on the bed.I used it be...cause I had no massage table. I was used to this by now, I'd done it many times. So I was confident. I patted the bed next to me as a reassuring gesture that it was okay for him to be on the bed. That's when he told me he wanted more than a massage. I looked him over and let him know that he was a good looking guy and that I was curious as to why. He raised his own AK-47 and tried to line up on Cindy. By now, Cindy was really pissed, so she lined up for a rocket run. She put two of her rockets into the boat near where the man had been standing and literally blew the shit out of him, along with his guts and blood.Cindy now realized her mistake and climbed for enough altitude to be sure to get through to LS1. Jenifer was manning the radio and took note of the report. She had recorded the full report on a digital voice recorder that they. “Yeaaa, she was pretty happy”, she said.“Well, the thing is, I only want to do the oral stuff. No sex. And I have been reading and watching some stuff I would like to try”, she said.“Alright, cool”, I shrugged my shoulder and gulped my drink.She finished her drink and got up. She sat in my lap, she let her hair loose, held my face and gave me a deep kiss. I wrapped my hands around her waist gently and we kissed intensely for several minutes.Divya told me to stand up. She removed my shorts and. He pushed more. It hurt and I knew my throat would be sore the next day but I needed it. I needed his perfect black cock deep inside my whore throat. I gagged hard, saliva shooting out the corners of my mouth and some out my nose I'll I felt his public hair on my nostrils.He held me there. Gagging, slobbering. There's no way the girls sitting nearby outside the door didn't hear it. He let go of my head and I backed off. Panting. Drooling. All over my chin, dripping down my shirt. I didn't think.