I will not bore you further and now come to my story. The story goes like this. I was in the house of a person I had met just a few hours before fully... naked with him licking my pussy. This guy definitely knew some kind of magic.The way he was licking my pussy made me moan just like a pornstar and it seemed as if he knew the right places. He made me feel in heaven. Such was his passion. He was dominating me completely. He was making me moan at his will but he still had a charm which made me. ” I turned to stare him down. “You’re into sinking the ship you’re on so you can kill the captain? How the hell do you expect to get away with that?”“Oh, you’re under the impression that either I or Candice give a damn about this job,” he burst into maniacal laughter. “Yeah, no. We’re not. Trust me, if anything were to happen, I’d be well taken care of.”“I still call bullshit.” My voice was a lot weaker this time around, and I mentally kicked myself. One thing I’d learned in corporate America. Naturally their was some elasticity in the cord and the couple bounced up quite a distance and did so repeatedly with less effect until finally they settled at that six foot distance from the ground at which point the two assistants went to work to bring them back up.It had been easy to see just how much the couple had seriously enjoyed the whole bizarre event judging by the wiggling of hips as they swung forwards and backwards and upwards. And it was a fair bet that the screaming from the. His own deep voiced cry of delight as he came, no doubt the molten volcanic eruption once more of his prick as it filled her to overflowing.When Collette came, it wasn't the faucetted squirt of release I was anticipating this time, rather a frothy, slick squishy one that bathed my prick, clinging to it like whipping cream as I added my own to it, squirting copious amounts of my own liquid pleasure, which now mingled with hers. I felt it as it sprayed out around the opening of her sex, the.