My mouth watered in anticipation. I slid my hands up to her hips and pressed my face deeper into her pussy. Her wetness coated my face as my tongue ex...plored her folds, searching for her clit. Her clit was so swollen and I could imagine the yearning for release she felt, I had it too, but I wanted to make her cum first. Her moans let me know I had found what I was looking for and I began to stroke her clit firmly with my tongue. As my tongue rolled over her clit her hands slid down to the back. I propped my friend against the wall and looked around. I counted 3 other ruffians, excluding the guy with the gun.“SHUT UP GIRL!” shouted the guy with the gun. Wei Ling fell silent and started to sob quietly. Charlene however, bit her capturer’s hand. The man cried out in rage and rammed her entire frame into a wall.Gun guy prodded Dave awake with his foot. “I’m Billy,” he introduced, “those are my pals Jack, Teng and that’s Hao.”“Your friend is making it hard for Hao. He’s not gonna be. It was a crack. That night, her training took over, and from a dark, distant, empty street, as he fell, she just walked away. She got used to secrets after that. Her trips to the Village were secret. They helped define her to her. They provided aspects to her life that embellished all others, as a lover embellished, as a child, a husband. From her vantage she could assess members of the crowd as each entered. The Bartender acknowledged her, but nobody introduced themselves. This was the big. “Alright,” I said. I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans. I unzipped them and pulled them down, kicking them off my feet. There was now just a big tent in my boxer briefs, which did significantly less to conceal the exact anatomy of my very hard dick. “Wow,” Melanie said softly. She could definitely see the outline of my cockhead pressed against the fabric of my boxer briefs. I could tell this only made her desire to see the real thing more intense. I looked at Brittany one last time, who once.