If Tiffany hadn’t prepared me so well, I doubt I could have survived it. He was hard in just a second and started humping against the box. Xxx vedio “Nice thighs.”
“Look at those ass cheeks.”
“She’s taking that whole thing up her arse.”
They were either complimenting or insulting me, I wasn’t sure from their tone of voice. Wife? There’s laundry in a hamper in the closet, the machine is downstairs, near where we took you earlier. The glimpses I caught of myself in the mirror aroused me. The room was very modern, chrome and glass tables, aluminum dresser and chest. This time it made a little bubbling sound and I turned bright red. “Pfhhhhh!” He spit again, this time it landed on my lip. “No free samples! . It was completely different, it looked like a 1950’s bedroom, the clunky bedframe, the ugly lamp. I heard him go wild as I swallowed, the pulse of my throat pulling his cock head further into me. I tried to relax my throat like Tiffany’d taught me but his timing was jerky and crazy. Are you getting all of this?”
I nodded. He led me out the back door and across the yard to a garage or toolshed. I lay on the thin blue pad, exhausted and somewhat dazed.
