My bottom was throbbing, my cock was slowly leaking. Mrs McCluskey told the girls to stand with their legs apart and rub their clits.She then started ...to spank me very hard, each spank making me rub against her thighs more. I think it took less than a minute to cum all over her skirt.I was made to stand up so all could see my still hard cock dribbling, I couldn’t help myself I had to wank the rest of the sperm out. The girls seemed to be enjoying masturbating too.I still hard a semi hardon when. I completed my daily works and was getting ready to study then the bell rang andI opened the door and saw Deepu standing in front of me wearing a pink top and brown skirt she asked me for a book to study and I told her to come in and she came and locked the door and sat down and I went in to see the book and see came back of me to my room I felt happy so that I can also share my work so I asked her to see the down racks as I check the top ones while searching like that she touched my dick with. “Ello, Mr. Sloane,” Andy said. “Hello, Andy” the man said as he walked around the metal detector. “Fine weather we’re having.” “Yessir, hope we have ten more just like it.” Andy replied. Mr. Sloane, a tall and slender man, smiled as he walked down the hall towards the elevators. Such colorful characters down here, he thought to himself as he pushed the button going up. If only the whole world were like Andy. Harmless. The elevator took him up a few flights and he exited. He went through the. "Can you do that for me, Mister Bumfelt?" Micky," I replied, pouring myself another shot of bourbon. "If we're talking murder, call me, Micky."She smiled, waved the private detective over, undid his belt, dropping his trousers and took Bumfelt’s cock into her warm mouth. She took his balls into her hands and worked at his cock with her mouth. She slipped her lips from it. Pre-cum and her saliva glistened on its head. She flicked at it with her tongue. Tasting. “Use my mouth as a fuck-hole,” she.