He knelt down and gently sucked my hard-standing cock into his mouth. ‘Leave it chained up in the bike-rack, over there,’ he said, pointing to his left. XXX You’re the best, Kevin.’
I just grunted: having no more puff to scream or curse. ‘Fill him up with spunk.’
I gasped for breath under the man’s heavy weight, hoping he would ‘pull the plug’ there and then. I tried to free myself by wriggling my body, hoping that I could show the men I wasn’t too keen on this kind of torment. I tried to free myself by wriggling my body, hoping that I could show the men I wasn’t too keen on this kind of torment. ‘How far away is your place; and what about my bike?’ I asked.
