After the interviews with the police. The thinner man aimed me into the small toilet off the office I had been sitting in all this time. XXX Xnxx Just Bill.” He answered, “You gotta piss?”
“Yes.” I wanted to at least stand-up and stretch. I held my lips tight until he slapped my cheek. Bill stood up and rubbed his cockhead at my anal ring. The hand took hold of me and tugged it out. My hands were wrapped with duct tape. Raheem locked the office door and unzipped his coveralls. I was thrown on the round table in front of me and Bill got behind me. The tape binding me to the chair was ripped through and I was led across the room. Raheem pumped his cock in and out as his hands pinned my shoulders to the table. “So far.”
A big black hand pulled me upright and the other tore my clothes off. “You like getting jacked off don’t you?” The fist pumped up and down the shaft of my cock as the other man’s breath heated the back of my neck.
