Paul's stomach turned and his mind raced with what Chrissy had just said, "You mean now, as in right now?" Chrissy's looked at Paul and was a little c...oncerned that Paul didn't want to do this and she had made an massive mistake. "We only have to have a drink and if you don't like him..." her words were rendered useless by the growing smile on his face.He moved closer to Chrissy and softly put his hand on her inner thigh and kissed her slowly on the lips. "Thank you. I am nervous but I am very. She put her mouth up to my ear and whispered "I'm so turned on doing this. My pussy is soaking." I noticed." I said. "I'm hard as a rock watching you." I'll take care of that for you." she said."In a bit." I said. "I want to watch then play with you after them."One of the guys she had been playing with had gone to his car on the way to the picnic area. He produced a large beach blanket. "Always bring this with me just in case." He said.He spread it over one of the tables and the two guys she. Yer goin’ up ter the bank? Ask the manager about buyin’ an’ buildin’. He’ll know what’s up in an’ aroun’ town.”“Good advice. I’ll be back in an hour.”Henry walked for 10 minutes to the imposing, two-storey bank and asked to meet with the manager. Mr. Collins, an older man with a healthy grey beard, was happy to sit with him immediately. Henry explained that he would be “removing” to Charleville and that he was to marry before Christmas. He then mentioned that the drawings of the station and. “You're nothing but my little, fucking cum rag,” he said. “And I'm going to cover that pretty little face of your's with cum. You'd like that wouldn't you. You're nothing but a fucking whore.” “Yes, Sir,” she said proudly. He pulled his cock from her mouth and started pumping hard as she waited to receive her master's gift. His gift that would coat her face with a thick layer of milky white cum. “Open your mouth,” he ordered. “Open your mouth wide.” He jerked her head back as she opened.