“You better look at me when you are worshiping my cock, slut”, he said angry.“Sorry”, I frightened apologized. I started sucking again, now wi...thout his guidance and with my eyes fixated upwards to his face. With my left hand I caressed his balls, after which he began to moan.“Yes, there’s a good boy slut”, he whispered. My head went in and out, in and out, sucking and slurping. My own cock was also hard but didn’t get any attention – both of my hands were busy satisfying holding his cock and. She had a grimace of revulsion on her face but she was determined to finish the job. Holly picked up my erection, put her lips around the head and sucked the last pulse from me. She sat up slowly, a look of disquiet on her face (along with globs of semen). She wiped the cum off her lips and chin with a finger then licked the finger clean. She faced me “I wondered if I could ever do that but doing it is a whole lot different than thinking about it. That was pretty fucking gross."I smiled and. My boyfriend felt me tense, 'Don't worry I will get you well warmed up and ready for my cock, I wont hurt you.' He led me over to the bed and pushed my legs apart. He lay between them and kissed me deeply as his hands ran over my body, I could feel his rough jeans rubbing against my thighs, my nipples hardened and my pussy started to moisten in anticipation. His hand reached down and rubbed hard against my pussy lips and he smiled as he felt the wetness through my knickers. He moved his head. ‘Get back to work!’ There was a flurry of activity amongst the crew, now. One busboy dropped to his knees scrubbing at a cabinet leg with only his thumbnail. I watched in silence as Becka glared at everybody one more time. Quietly, I pulled my head out of the doorway and I tiptoed away from the kitchen, careful not to make any noise. ‘Hey, ‘stuck Dave?” A pleasant voice from behind me caused me to start. ‘Hm?’ I managed. Turning around I saw Becka smiling at me as though we were still in the.