Under the tarp, in almost pristine condition, was a 1960 Lincoln convertible, the largest American production car ever made. It was the last automobil... Miss Agnes owned. We rolled it out, had the engine redone, waxed the body and buffed the leather interior until it looked and ran like it just rolled off the production line.It scares the heck out of me, but Jen and Linds loved the thing, driving it in parades and showing it at car shows and street festivals. They drove it under our company. "Greg chuckled and used his strong forward tactics to take yet another ofJohn's pieces and cause John's ass to swell a bit more. He always had athing for girls with big curves in the back. "Sure John, I'll turn youinto her."John at first frowned a little at his suddenly shifting weight underneathhim, but then smiled broadly as though something had just clicked intoplace for him. "Actually, my plan was that YOU were going with me." Hereached forward and moved his lone offensive piece into. “I know.”I closed my eyes as tried not to think too much about it as he lifted my hips with one arm beneath me. I canted my hips open to give him better access, straining against the ankle restraints. He placed a funnel into my opening and pouring olive oil into it. The feeling wasn’t unpleasant. I could feel it filling me up.“Okay?” he asked after enough had gone in.“Out…” I managed.He removed the funnel and stroked between my legs. I calmed and felt like myself again. He toyed with my. .. thrice for the justice ... four for the pleasure he will now be allowed.' The two women grinned contemptuously down at the male on delivering the required announcement of a male's arrival for the noose, Bathsheba pulling the leash tight and saying nothing, watching his exposed cock stiffen willingly in anticipation of what was to follow, enslaved by his own weakness for which he would pay dearly. The door swung open, and his erection hardened as Thelma Martin stood before him in black silk,.