The lightest touch makes me quiver before him. The dark street seems empty at the moment but at any time a passerby could come past and witness this s...ene. He slowly uses his other hand to take my last garment away from me, sliding my panties down to my ankles. With complete confidence he roughly picks me up and sits me on the bar, opening my legs with his body. One finger enters me, finding me wet and welcoming. I moan in desire, hardly remembering what I had thought of this man a few minutes. "I just want you. I want you. I need to be with you." "Then open your legs and keep them open." And I started slapping her betweenher legs as she struggled to keep them apart. I knew I would have to tie her.You always do, eventually. I've never met one who's will could keep her bodycompletely open to the lash. Maybe that girl, if there is one, will be theperfect fuck. And I slapped her with my belt between her legs fifteen or sixteen times,until her face was wet with tears. And I tore her open. ............Landra facing the camera with her panties down her knees showing her nicely trimmed bush. [Kea just took off her t shirt and Dena is pressing the palm of her right hand on her pussy over her panties]...............................Landra facing the camera with only her pearl necklace on squatting and exposing her beautiful labia. [Kea and Dena are losing control and just slipped off their panties].................................Landra backside leaning forward opening her right cheek. ” And let me tell you, it’s not only bombs she has that effect on.She wipes pearls of sweat off her forehead before doing a 180°-handbrake-dirt-cloud drift, parking up in front of an abandoned factory building. She springs out of the vehicle leaving the engine and the blue lights on, shaking her long blonde curls out of her beret, while I get the bomb suits from the storage compartment.“I let you take charge,” she announces. “I’ll be no2. Whatever we’ll find in there, I’m sure you can handle.