“Grab it first.” He started. Gingerly, Yen Yi wrapped her small slender fingers around the black digit and heard the man groan. “Mmmm, good, now... stick out your tongue and lick the balls.” Yen Yi paused awhile and then, closing her eyes and hating herself, she lifted the penis out of the way and extended her tongue to touch the man’s scrotum. “Ahh. Lick!” Yen Yi slowly moved her face up and down, her tongue wiping against the rough skin of the man’s scrotum. The taste of pubic hair and genitals. "I understand you speak French...is that right?"I smiled nervously, "Yes! I got an O and A level in French!"I couldn't believe it - all those years of wanking thinking of the French teacher, and now it seemed to be relevant & was about to pay off!"OK Garson...get yourself over to Jeff's desk, speak to Jessica...she will tell you what to do! Let's see if you can get me out of this shit I'm in!"I did get them out the shit, that day & the next few weeks that followed, I really made the job my own,. I opened my eyes (I hadn't realized they were closed). Lyn looked back at me from the bed, breathing heavily. Here eyes were now clear and intense. With some effort, I released my grip from her elegantly curved hips. How I loved those hips. Now they had red marks where I'd held her. I sank back on my haunches, my finally dwindling prick sliding out of her red, swollen pussy, followed by copious amounts of our combined cum.I exhaled, and sank sideways, back to where I'd been sleeping, trying not. Leaving the car she took her first breath of the Devon air, her head swirled with its effect and she almost staggered, a glorious rich soup of scents enriched with oxygen assailed her senses and as she breathed deeply filling her lungs with the potent mixture she felt as if she had grown an inch. At first she was astonished by the silence, but as the engine noise which had accompanied her for the last two hundred odd miles faded from her ears, she realised that the silence was punctuated, no.