He was cut with a very big mushroom head. I licked down to his hairy balls taking turns sucking and licking each one. I licked my way back up and popp...ed his cock in my mouth. My tongue was licking under the head as I was sucking. I could feel the raw power of his erection, the desire and, even, need that drove him to thrust in and out of my mouth. It was my hands, my lips and tongue that turned a soft mass of floppy flesh into a hard pumping and thrusting steel like rod. There was no use trying. With my captor gone, fear took root and thoughts quickly raced through my clouded brain. What if he doesn't come back for a while and I'm left like this? What if he never comes back at all?I quickly deduced that the shocks only started when I lowered my arms so hurriedly my hands flew back up to my undersized breasts and I cupped them as before. As quickly as it had begun the assault of the cruel collar on my small body suddenly ended. The lesson was clear; indeed I was to hold this position or. That I saw. she came out & stand at my right side. I took mobile in my left hand to take selfie. she kept her hand on my right shoulder & I clicked. she told me to show picture & I did. I feel good when she was too close to me. I want to spend more time with her. but she said "I have to go" she went back in car & car moved away. I was looking at car till it disappears from my eyes. I looked at our picture. It was nice. I liked her eyes which was giving nude sensation. she looks beautiful & she. The music in the room is smooth, rhythmic and unknown. Perfect for smoking. Yet I recognize the song is Cat Power: Empty Shell . “Who is doing the planning?” Benito asks as he receives the joint. He is sitting with Kayla on the couch alongside the bed: their favorite spot. We affectionately refer to Benito as our deadhead and to Benito and Kayla collectively as the hippies . I am Jack. The girls affectionately call me maestro . They appreciate my talent to play them like.