"More, Brad, fuck me more."As I came I felt him push forward and knew he was coming too. I finally relaxed and closed my eyes for a few seconds and th...ought about what just happened. All of a sudden there was another guy between my legs jamming his cock into my pussy."Get off me! What do you think you're doing?" There was this guy fucking me hard. I had no idea who he was. "Brad, get him off of me. Help me, Brad, he's raping me."I looked over and there stood Brad laughing at me. In fact, he came. I knew, then, that he had cum. I could feel the extra ooze start to drain out around his cock and out of my opening. True to my request, though, he kept on moving in and out, and kept on violently assaulting my clitoris with his thumb. I looked up, and he wasnt just balancing with his hand on the rafter. He was holding himself up by this beam. I had fucked the poor boy weak in the knees, and still asked him to keep on fucking me!! With that thought, I went over the edge. I wrapped my legs. . or something... ? But it doesn’t happen very often...”“Okay, so when you occasionally DO want to swallow his sperm, then it’s fine of course! But when you actually don’t, then you actually shouldn’t,” I say. “So, maybe you can come up with some other way to lick and suck his dick until he orgasms WITHOUT you getting his sperm into your mouth?”“Ohh... ? Yeah, I guess I can...” Lisa thinks for a moment. “So if I pull out his cock from my mouth right before he squirts and just licks the .... Plain and simple, it was just the sort used by tradesmen worldwide. Her senses were on high alert as she scanned the otherwise quiet parking lot. Two or three family saloons were scattered around, and a sleek looking yellow Maserati sat proudly in one corner, but there was no sign of life. Her tight, figure hugging purple suit looked tense however. She wasn’t sure why, but there was something strangely threatening about the place, and she still didn’t really know why she was there! With a quick.