I pulled his pants down below his knees to have better access to his balls. I lifted my mouth off his cock and licked my way to the two jewels held wi...thin his sack. I sucked one into my mouth and whipped it gently with my tongue. I move to the second and repeated the action. I licked my way up his shaft and devoured his cock. I am a great cocksucker. Just ask Jack and our friend Stan. I can slurp the cum from their cocks and ask for more.Jack was nearing his first cum of the night. His first is. She wouldn't do that, would she?The shivering became uncontrollable. She looked inside the houses around the square. They looked so warm and pleasant. Not freezing like the cold ground she was sitting on. All she wanted was a little warmth. She looked at the matches. She could light one, if only for a little warmth. The lady wouldn't miss one. She held the matchstick in her hand and scraped it for a flame to ignite. She held her other hand around it and saw in the smoke a beautifull fireplace.. Harry chuckled 'I know you were a cock slut all along, you just stop bringing this pussy to me, now I'm gonna enjoy it all night. I begged 'baby, please let me rest some than you can have some more.' Harry chuckled again 'I got it all right now, tell me hoe you can make it any better than this.' I shuddered as Harry bounced me up and down on his huge love stick and gasp out 'I'll suck your cock like a lollipop while you watch the game, please baby, let me do it for you.' Harry stopped and. It wasn’t much. It could be, and frequently was, easily missed. Unadorned, made of faded bronze…just another plaque stuck to the side of a deteriorating brick building, tilting a little bit to the left in its old age. The curious and careful reader would find Olde English lettering, scratchy and unpainted, informing that the bar at the bottom of the stairs was called ‘The Rage.’ Not many people can claim to be curious and careful reader, however, so it was a name very few were aware of. If.