It was 6 “ long average thickness but his head was huge. Quite disproportionate to the shaft. I wrapped my lips around my teeth and pushed his di...ck back into my warm wet mouth . I was having trouble taking him deep because of his size. I stayed with it and without warning he surprised me by shooting a nice load of juice into my mouth. I swallowed what I could and a bunch dribbled down my chin as he pulled his cock from my mouth. As he pulled back I felt a hand rubbing my cheeks. I. He was married though. Truth? That maybe made me want to "psyche" Harold more? I'm a bad girl? I actually believed I was just "playing" but... When the bell rang, and everybody else left, I lingered behind. Harold almost scolded... "Angelina, don't go there!" As he noticed my "Big-Browns" eyeing him. "Where? Here" I laughed, as I groped his crotch. He looked so stunned, I loved it! His head layed on my neck, he. He walked slowly and stoppe after dropping each bag at the curb to talk for a minute,,like he was resting,but told me it was to let the neighbors see me and he hoped someone would drive by and stop.After the last bag was with the others he told me that from now on I would be called Cindy and would be treated like I was a daughter,,then after a second of thought he decided not a daughter,,but i was his step daughter.He laughed when I jumped hearing the trash truck comming down the street and. " His accent was heavy, one I couldn't place, and he was obviously foreign, a nationality I couldn't even begin to guess at."Where are we going?" You see."I followed him out into a bare corridor I didn't recognise. Single bulbs poorly lit the narrow corridor and I noticed we passed several doors similar to the one leading into my cell, all of them closed and silent."Where am I?" I asked pensively."You want pee-pee?" No. I just want to know where I am?" Slow — my iglish not so good." Where....