John fucked Melissa’s leaking vagina with his tongue and slurped mouthful after mouthful of female juices out of her insides, only to proceed swallo...wing the hot liquid down and go for the next mouthful. Melissa screamed it out with depraved lust, feeling this stranger called John sucking himself tightly into her pink, slippery slit, his nose flatly against her tingling clit, and sucking hard on the contracting opening of her cunt. Any drop he missed ended up sliding slowly into the crack of her. This rythym continues as he is constantly applying sucking pressure. My hands are on his head, guiding him as he bobs up and down. He stops for a brief moment to catch his breath and licks all the pre-cum from my cockhead and licks all around it. He pulls my foreskin up over my cock and inserts his tongue inside. He licks all around and the feeling of his hot tongue between my foreskin and my cock is incredible. I am getting very close to cumming and with my hands on his head, guide him back to. Tube top. Skyscraper heels. Large blonde wig. But obviously a man under them. In the distance, a car whizzed past. While that car had passed, I looked around for shelter in case another one came by. Only the indents in the buildings. The doorways. But was I "safer" there?My heart began beating. I was alone. Every minute, I thought my Mistress would return. Hadn't she taught me enough of a lesson? Wouldn't she come back and get me in a few minutes.How had I gotten myself into this? It started as. She did not date because she was busy working and raising three k**s and paying the mortgage. The defining moment for me came when I was 12 years old and it sealed my fate forever. I was out of school for the summer vacation when Momma hurt her back and missed work for a few days. When she went back to work at the bank she worked part time for a month or so. She needed help getting dressed because it was difficult for her to bend. Since my sisters were out of the house working by the time Mom.