The flame sputtered and burned yellow. ‘Christ. There ain’t much pressure left in the damn tank…’ ‘They were messing with it last night. The...valves. Maybe Aitch turned the pressure down too far.’ ‘Ahh…they probably fucked it all up.’ He fiddled with the knob for a moment and got a blue flame. ‘OK. That’ll cook fish.’ Reaching for the gutted ones, he salted them and rolled them in cornmeal. I killed and cleaned the last one and handed it to him. He fried all four in hot shortening and turned. He was rough but this all added to my lust. In one thrust, he fit his massive length all the way into my mouth, so I looked up at him and winked. Mr Jones had dark brown eyes and hair although his hair and stubble were starting to get peppered with gray. He pulled himself out of my mouth, saliva dripping from his cock and pushed me back up against the wall. He picked up my white panties from where they had fallen and pushed them into my mouth. "Trust me, you'll need a gag." I could taste my own. More

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