“More than anything—just, please, won’t you let me cum, sir? Xxnx I imagined what it would feel like to have him hold me in those big arms. Furthermore, not one of them is going to help you, you know why? Svendsen, obviously growing impatient, reached down and simply ripped them off of me—underwear and all. Furthermore, not one of them is going to help you, you know why? I seen you looking at us while work—I’ve caught you gaping at my crotch seventeen times over the last three days. “Sit.” He ordered, setting me down on a piece of heavy machinery in full view of the highway. “But you want more. You want it all.” He toed my still erect penis with his boot. I sat and he hurried away, warning that he would be back in a second. I couldn’t help it.
