. What... do you want?" she asked, already knowing the answer."You thirsty?" he asked, breaking out a canteen from his saddle bag."Yes... please," she... pleaded. Badly dehydrated, hungry and weak, the young girl struggled to her knees."Good!" said Jocko. "Then open your mouth and I'll give you something to drink."Kimmie was frightened but desperate. Her lips parted. Jocko took a step forward and with one hand holding the canteen to his own lips, his other hand grabbed her by the hair and forced. He rolled the tenses around in his mind. No, not a her, not yet anyway.He turned to see Simon standing in the doorway, "No need to check, you're more beautiful than ever." My hair is a mess."Simon walked over to Dan. "No, it isn't. It's lovely." He put an arm around him and ran his hand lightly down Dan's spine. Dan could feel the now familiar need growing in him. He IS handsome, he thought.Slightly reluctantly he pulled away, "you're going to be late for work. I've get your clothes for you.". " He proclaimed that I was insatiable, that he had seen me orgasm and squirt many times. He said the towel, had to be changed regularly. That I had apparently had many, many orgasms, but still wanted more. He told me that he admired me in my erotic leatherwear and boots and that he had watched many guys make love to me. That he was amazed at the number of penises I had sucked off. He said he had observed me feasting on my vaginal juices and all that cum, and it was a great turn on. He. This has always turned her on. As soon as she moaned, Brett told her to remove her panties. Her slight illness was overcome by her excitement of watching her "SHOW". At the same time he pulled back and directed his hard cock at my mouth. He forced it in me and then withdrew it. He did this several times. After each withdraw he would slap my face a few times with his prick. Agness was now watching and moaning as she played with Bretts balls. Brett asked if she wanted FUCKED, and my wife.