"Welcome to my abode," she said with a slightly unsteady curtsy. She put her arms around my neck and drew me to her, kissing me passionately. "So you... want to make me cum do you?" She put her hand on my cock and squeezed lightly before pulling away and lifting her blouse over her head. She had a thin skin coloured bra on, barely big enough to contain her voluptuous breasts. Things were heating up. She undid the top button on her shorts and slid the zip down, letting them drop to the floor. It. This was not enough for himand he thrust forwards while pulling my head in forcing me to take everyinch he had to offer. I was I heaven and he seemed like it to. We did thisfor a few minutes, he was thrusting and I was doing my best to pleasurehim. The pace began to build up and suddenly he shot his warm luscious loadinto my mouth. There were about six or seven shots all of which I happilydrank while attempting to milk him for more.`Looks like you enjoyed that cum slut, get changed but be ready. “Yes ... No ... Kind of ... I just...” She sniffed. “I want this, but I don’t know what’s going to happen.”“So what’s the worst that can happen?”She teared up. “He’ll get on top of me ... And he’ll push here...” She touched her abdomen. “ ... and I’ll...”Tricia nodded. “Piss all over him. I understand.”Annie sniffed again and wiped her eyes. “I want this, but I want it to be special. And I don’t want to have to worry about what all my body is going to do. What it looks like down there. Whether. She stood with her back to the only exit, blocking me in the room. I looked up at her, hoping she was going to rescue me from the mindless fare of cable network news and 5 year old magazines. I had listened through three or four repetitions of the tops news stories of the day. Today's hot news was the annual governor's congress in Washington, D.C. and their concern over the recent sharp rise in missing teenagers, mostly girls, apparently runaways. From the way they reported it, it was a.