It had hurt like hell, but Allison didn’t have much choice. She needed the car. Now, whenever she came into the dealership for servicing, the woman...would escort her into one of the unused sales offices in the back and force her to remove her top, to show that she still had the hoops in place. Sometimes, if business was slow, the woman would force her to do even more.She would be going to the dealership again, today. No doubt the woman would want to see her breasts, and possibly introduce some. I am totally aware that you lustfully survey my feminine sweet vagina,And how much it abundantly craves to be relentlessly slammed with my massive vibrators,As you both suck my cute pink nipples in perfect harmony while pulling my long hair.For no event is possibly greater than when we spiritually assemble to have our private orgy,For my tattooed king confidently wields a titanic penis that is the key to my happiness,While my royal queen’s immaculate girly cunt is the essence of my pure inner. Licking and biting all over leaving my marks on her as my hand moved down to her thighs caressing it and feeling the smooth soft skin roughly.Her hands were in my hair moving down to the neck pulling me closer and sliding down in my pants touching my throbbing dick and pulling it out of my pants. In the meantime, I slid down to her chest licking all around and grabbed her boobs squeezing them and digging my head in between the cleavage biting it.She started jerking my dick while increasing the. Iflashed what I hoped was a winning, confident smile."Good evening," I said warmly. "I have a table for two booked for eight.I'm meeting someone here." I looked around, hoping to give the impressionof belonging. Several couples stood around me, either jealously waitingto see if my table was ready, or hoping for the schadenfreude moment thatwould see me join their ranks."My name's Richard," I lied. "Richard James." My name, like my suit,borrowed for the occasion. He scanned his list, raised one.