Then he slid the shirt on whichresembled the flowing white shirts that swashbuckling piratesused to wear. Thank goodness Gretchen was wearing a bra. ...Underany other circumstances, the chance to get his hands on apair of knockers like these would have him jumping up and down,now that they were his though, he didn't want anything to do withthem. "Why the hell didn't you tell me the boxes weretransferred here?" he yelled at Tony. Tony's eyebrow furled as he ignored the chastising. . I left the left leg and got to work on her right foot, calves and knees.She was absolutely quiet all the while. But I could see her twitching the insides of her thighs. I know she was enjoying the attention every inch of her legs was getting. Once I was done with both her knees, I came and stood beside her and gently slid off the cloth that I had laid on her hips. She drew her breath in sharply. I then asked her if she wanted me to take off her red undergarment. She didn’t say anything, but a. . really tight. The ropes pulled my hands up and closer to the liftgate. My ass was pulled backward on the blanket. I was now held very tight. My ass was still on the floor of the truck bed, but not by much. I only had the chance for two deep breaths before my vibrators kicked on. The vibrator I had chosen for the front was one of my favorites. It hummed like a truck engine going up a hill and the tip of it also wobbles around occasionally grazing my G-spot and driving me even higher. The anal. That was enough for me, I took Bries ankles and bent them all the way up to her head with no warning, looking down to line up my cock I caught my first glimpse of what I want planned on saving till last, Bries tiny skin coloured asshole.I couldn’t resist, sliding my hands down to the back of her thighs I began eating her asshole.“You’re fucking filth” she exclaimed.“Eat my fucking ass daddy” she said with a roar of relief.And that I did, with its amazing musky taste, the tip of my tongue began.