Jack.A tiny whisper pushed through Jack’s thoughts.Still with me?I’m here. You’ll never be rid of me.Yeah, we’ll see about that.Why do you hat...e me so much?Why? Why? Are you fucking serious? You snuck into my thoughts for months, years! You planted your claws in my brain and my personality, my instincts and desires, and twisted them. It wasn’t until I freed you that I could even think clearly anymore.I gave you strength.You gave me a guilt complex. Christ, I’ve been through fucking hell, and it. The one was a woman, who I would guess was right around thirty. The other was a male, who was forty at least.I turned to Marcy and shrugged and asked "Want to go to another store?"She just said "No, I saw a pair I liked in the window, and I don't have a problem with giving an older guy a treat."So she went right up to the older guy and asked about the shoes in the window. He quickly came back with a pair. She sat, while he tried them on her feet. Of course she would raise her leg a bit, and he. He held my head their. My lips pressed against the huge head of his cock through his shorts."Kiss it bitch" he ordered and I did exactly as told. I kissed the end of his cock through his shorts and I wanted it so badly to be in my mouth.His spare hand moved to his shorts and slowly slid them down. My eyes watched in anticipation of the beautiful dark cock I was about to see. It took me by suprise. I had felt how big he was but still wasn't expecting this. He was only semi hard and it must have. To me it seemed most likely a prank and a great risk, but replied to see what kind of response I would get. After a few weeks I got an email reply that thanked me for my interest and confirmed that they were serious. They were a couple who liked to suck cock’s anonymously together, but had found it hard to find any places that accommodated them – they had found dogging to be very risky and the gloryholes they found being advertised were in gay clubs which didn’t allow women in. Anyway the.