"Clean it off bitch boi" as he thrust his cock to my mouth. I was caught off guard, not expecting anything more, thinking he was cum-and-done. I was b...reathing hard from my ass r****g and he took advantage of my mouth being open. His cock went in my mouth as he grabbed me by the ears. I couldn't move my head away. I was now getting face fucked. And it tasted terrible. It tasted bitter and smelled musky. "Ya, clean up my cock good bitch boi for round two." Round two? Fuck. He pumped his cock in. "You know he had a gun too?" Oh come off it! This isn't America, you can't wander the streets carrying guns, you know." I don't care, I saw the bulge." She thought for a bit. "Well it was a weapon of some sort anyway."Kate ignored her. She carried the package into her office and placed it on her desk. She stared at it as if it was a bomb or contained live spiders or something equally skin-crawling. Then it occurred to her that staring at it would not tell her anything about the contents, and so. .. I would ... would be grateful”, she stammered. For him the bags were not heavy and within a couple of minutes they were lined up in the back of her boot. “Oh! Thank you”, she said. “I was wondering how I would get them into the car. The shop manager helped me load them into the trolley”. He closed the boot and wondered if he could push this encounter a little further for in those few minutes of activity he was sure she was braless for her bust line was wobbling. “I was on my way up to get a. They were soon giving one another the pleasure they had come to enjoy, tongues were lapping at soft sexual areas, and orgasms were fast approaching when they became aware of someone stood at the bedroom door.It was Charlotte, they had left the Kitchen door open and she had visited, heard the sounds of sex from above and investigated, creeping silently up the stairs drawn by the sounds of lovemaking. There was a moment of confusion, Mary, rising from the bed in alarm, Sharon wet of face and fast.