That just made her rub her ass up and down against the bulge in my jeans. I couldn't take any more of this right now."Cool it!" I whispered into her ...ar. "Keep that up, I'm going to shoot in my pants, and we're going to get arrested!"She leaned back, said just loud enough for me to hear, "Don't want that. Especially don't want you to waste anything." For the rest of the opening band's set, about half an hour, we stood there, moving together in time to the music, her ass up against my hard. . 'What the hell is this place?' Tonythought to himself. Tony looked up at the clock. "5:58. Screw it! I don't care how much moneyI owe to this bitch, I'm not sticking around and waiting to find out whatkind of perverted things these people do. I'm getting out of here," hesaid to himself as he walked to the door. He tried turning the handle, butit was locked. He pounded on the door and turned around quickly. He lookedat the window and thought for a second. He was on the 2nd floor, he couldtry. I’m going to ride thatass of yours.” Melissa directed.Joan got up and turned on her hands and knees as shehad seen a woman do seconds earlier. Her will to resistwas gone and replace with the need to come. She feltMelissa weight on her back and her hair being pulled bythe roots upwards. A hard slap on her ass and a commandto crawl got her started across the bar. Several womenmade lewd comments as she passed wanting a turn withher latter but Melissa would tell them she was hers forthe. . come back tomorrow.”Mr. Ott picked up the phone ... still at the point of a gun and dialed.“Hello, you old goat fucker,”“Of course it’s Bob ... who else knows?”“Good to hear your voice, too, Clarence.”“Clarence, we have a problem,”“There’s a youngster waving a gun in my face and he’s wearing a vest that claims he works for you.”“Certainly,” Robert said. “Your boss wants to speak to you.”He handed the phone to the gun toter.He wasn’t polite, “Bullshit!” He turned red in the face and handed the.