” Her voice was pure ice.“Why not stop wasting your time on the empty-headed pricks around here and try a real man?”Marguerite stared her expres...sion a mixture of disgust and derision. “Who, you? Head nerd in IT, still reads comic books? You probably live in your parents' basement! Are you fucking kidding me?”Tim kept a neutral face, although the color in his cheeks told her she'd touched a nerve. “You shouldn't judge people based on such shallow criteria, Marguerite. Give me a shot. See what. ’‘Hello Ivan, that was quick. Have you got something for me?’‘I’ve got good and bad I’m afraid.’‘OK, give me what you’ve got.’‘The bad news is that the email was sent from an internet cafe in Berwick on Tweed. The Hotmail account was set up on the same day the email was sent, so it was probably set up specially. The name given in the setup was Commander Rimmer, so we can say he is a red dwarf fan. Probably the best lead is in the address he gave. People often have problems dreaming up imaginary. He was sat in the only chair in the room, with a video camera filming us, whilst stroking his cock. That must have been what he was doing earlier; setting up the camera.I had butterflies in my stomach, as I realized he had taped the whole thing. Before I could say anything, I felt John pull his length free, then he grabbed my ankles, and pulled me to the edge of the bed, until I was bent over it. Then he forced his way back in. His thrust were deeper, harder, and faster this time. I felt like. I felt her try to swallow as fast as she could. Her eyes were squeezed shut. My cock continued to throb as I poured more cum into her with decreasing intensity. I slowly began to pull my cock out of her mouth, and as I did so she sucked as hard as she could and lapped her tongue around my shaft. Tears were dripping from her bl**dshot eyes and down her face. When I finally pulled my twitching dick out of her mouth it was impeccably clean, but a tiny residue remained off the corner of my.