I heard him moaning harder and harder.“You ready, bitch?!”I did not even get the chance to answer when I felt his hot cum went in. Oh my, did he c...um a lot! He was staring intensely into my eyes, and I look at him while he was filling my mouth with cum. He was so getting off of this.“Shallow it, sissy!”I really tried to, but I did not like the taste of it! As I kept trying, he was tying my feet up again. I panicked and spilt some of the cum and swallowed the rest. “Eww. What are you doing??”He. The business was located in one of those conglomerations of buildings that begins as a single business or strip mall, but ends up being a maze of parking lots and s**ttered buildings of all types and sizes. This parking lot was in the rear of that mess, with just the elevated interstate highway behind it, and the blank back wall of the business in front of me. Anyway, as I was walking towards the rear entrance of the building, a movement caught the corner of my eye: a man in a parked car some. Her bedroom was littered with unfinished canvases, just waiting to have the finishing touches placed upon them. Lila's muse was silent tonight. No painting would be done. Another drag brought her cigarette's cherry closer to her bright, full lips, a sign she would soon have to go inside. As chilly as the air was, Lila almost lamented at that realization. It was calm this late at night. No sounds could be heard, and the air was crisp, almost full of anticipation. That same air was causing her. So I was inviting home with my friend from the Air force. We were both on leave and I had no plans for the weekend. We traveled back to his town and we went straight to the local for a couple of beers.After an hour or 2 we finally made it back to his house where his wife had prepared a meal for us. It was the first time I had met her; she was a little older than us and very homily. We ate the meal and started on a bottle of wine. The drinking went well into the night all 3 of us were very.