’ ‘You should have done more than that, Kennedy.’ ‘I was kinda in shock. My fiancé had just cursed at me and then grabbed me—in a public p...lace, mind you. My focus was on getting out of there.’ ‘You should have pressed charges. Look at this thing!’ ‘It honestly looked worse a couple days ago.’ Which was true. Even as a painter, I had never seen such shades of blue and purple before the bruise showed up on my arm. The contusion had started to yellow and not look so angry now, but it did little. The man lifted her skirt back up with one hand, guiding his cock with the other. There was no discussion, no asking of permission, just the man stuffing his sausage into The Boss.The Boss gave a groan of depraved delight. My own cock stiffened at the sound, and it was all I could do not to unfold my arms to stuff my hand into my pocket.“Aaaah, talk dirty to me!” The Boss demanded, as she stood there, letting the fat man drive his cock back and forth.“Turn you on, does it, you little slag?” the. You opened your eyes and I just gazed into your eyes. You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. When you look at me, I just melt. I looked away then and grabbed another strawberry and dipped it into the whipped cream, I went to feed it to you, but you grabbed my hand and took it from me and you then told me to close my eyes. I did as you asked and I sat there waiting for you to feed it to me, but instead I felt the coldness from the whip cream and strawberry on my breast. You pulled me. My balls were churning and when she took hold of them with one hand and started to massage them as well I was a goner. My cock swelled and went harder than I could ever remember and Molly must have know what was about to happen as she pulled back a bit so just the head was in her mouth, her tongue working round and round. The first shot was immense flooding her mouth but she just swallowed and continued sucking, slurping, licking, massaging. I came again and again and she just kept going and.