Waiting there with a cock just sitting in her mouth was the most humiliating thing Arran could remember happening to her. But worse was the way the incredible horniness that dominated her meant that she spent the entire time grinding against her fingers.<br/><br/>When Bret pull back and started arguing with his mates, Arran took the opportunity to spit out the salty remains in her mouth, and wipe her cum-drenched chin with her other hand. The mixture of spit and cum had run right down her neck and left a noticeable darker area on her shirt.<br/><br/>She didn't struggle when they pulled up and yanked down her pants, though. The frightening idea that she was going to fuck a man had been put into context by having to suck a man. This time, at least he'd be doing most of the work and he could just lie there. And, of course, maybe a dick would help cool off the burning need she felt.<br/><br/>That was when she realised what the other guy intended. And that...<br/><br/>"Wait, no. Not there. I'll suck you too." She swallowed hard, trying to clear her mouth. " Look - aaaaah - it's clear."