Just a quick blow job

Caitlin moaned as the guy massaged her pussy, a finger quickly finding its way inside her. Her own hand continued to massage his cock through the shorts. He leaned into her and nuzzled a bright pink nipple into his mouth. Caitlin glanced over to see Brooke standing in the shade of a tree, watching with a wicked grin on her face. Locking eyes, Brooke gave her the universal symbol for a blow job.

Caitlin pulled away from the guy, causing him to mumble in suprise. He was about to protest when she dropped to her knees and pulled shorts and boxers down in one tug. His cock was hard and throbbing, the bruised head glistening with pre cum. It was smaller than it had seemed, that would prove just as well. With a quick grin to the boy, she swallowed it greedily. He braced himself against the wall, as Caitlin noisily sucked on his cock.

"Oh, geez ... christ ... oh" It didn't take long before she felt him tensing. She pulled him out of her mouth moved out of the way as she jerked an explosion onto the sidewalk. She turned to see Brooke grin as his semen splattered the cement.

"Damn. That was awesome." Standing up, she grinned at him and began to straighten her clothes. He got the hint and quickly pulled up his own boxers and shorts.

"No one .... uh ... No one ... is .... going to ... know about this ... right?" He managed between gasps.

"No."

The look on Brookes face told her she was not amused by her performance.

"A blow job? Thats it?" she hissed.

"I thought thats what you told me to do, Mistress Brooke?" Caitlin said, her voice tinged with a little irritation of her own. Was she supposed to be a mind reader?

"To start with, pledge. You just failed the first one and have earned yourself some nice punishment tonight. Hopefully, you'll do better with the next two."

Without another word, Brooke walked way.