What John saw next would be forever burned into his mind. Phrases like sit, fetch, beg, suck it, ass up. “Floppy, suck John! What John saw next would be forever burned into his mind. Marty, what do you say man, have I fixed her? She maintained eye contact with an almost eerily sweet look in her eyes, a look that anyone who knew her would have found completely foreign on this girl’s face. And great timing by the way! The place needs a glory hole!” He laughed. Her breathing still hard, tongue hanging out, a dribble of spit running down her chin onto her heaving chest. We can keep her in the men’s room. John stared as Marty jerked himself to half staff and assumed the position behind the girl and started loudly smacking his cock against her rump.
