You let him do it so I figure I can too.”She protested the whole time so I eventually put her panties back in her mouth and the tape on her lips. I ...ook a hundred and fifty pictures of her like that from every angle, close, and far. I pulled the baseball bat out of her pussy and it stayed open for some more pictures.Then as it closed up I remembered what Mom had said about letting the guy fuck her. Hell, if he could, I could. I removed my clothes. You should have seen the look in her eyes as I. The crotch of her shorts was semi transparent, from her juices. I could see and feel her clit through the material. I concentrated rubbing gently on her clit using just the palm of my hand.I felt more than heard my zipper going down on my shorts. Rita was still rubbing my cock with her left hand while her right hand unzipped my shorts. She reached her hand into my shorts groping for a good grip on my pecker. When she was comfortable with the grip she had on my penis, she pulled me free of the. He used his own weight to hold me in position. Gasping for air, I tried getting my sharp nails into anything I could reach. He wrenched my arms behind my back. Then I felt cold metal tighten around my wrists. I attempted to open my mouth to scream, but the man slammed my body against his so that all the air was released from my lungs. Pulling a fabric bag over my head, he tightened it around my neck. Next he picked up my feet and shoved them into the trunk before slamming the rest of my body. Strong but friendly. You conversed back and forth mentioning your father and him talking of their time back in college.Finally realizing that the conversation was getting off topic, you cough and ask, "So, what are the chances of me getting this job?"Jeremy kindly laughs and says, "Well pretty high actually. I'm the one hoping you will work for me. I've been operating downtown and locally for about 15 years now and I really want to make myself and the company a brand that will go places. As.