Iworked it slowly in my mouth, trying to please him as best I could andget this over with quickly."Ha! You suck cock like a pro, bet you could make a ...ew bucks with thatmouth." He laughed, while I tried not to think about it too much, but histhick dick was too much of a reminder of my task."Look up at me, whore," he said, and I looked up, to find him filming meon his cell phone. "That's it, bitch, you're gonna be a porno star!" Hefound this hilarious as he fucked my mouth, making me gag for the. Not that there are a lot of places we can go anyway. Within an hour's drive there's one miniature golf course, four family-style restaurants and a couple of roadhouses where my fake ID might, or might not, work. Then I have an idea. An erotic memory that's been a white-hot masturbatory staple of years."Meet me at the Lake Association Marina at 9 tonight," I tell Laura as I slip out of her bed the next morning.When I arrive at the Marina a little before 9 to get things ready, I'm having second. ......" we kissed and laughed and told each other how much fun it was. she looked in the bed stand for the keys, then in the kitchen, living room every where......or so she said. "What? you don't have keys?......Jess what?" I yelled, she said "I'll go and ask Cindy at work......" The door slammed and she was gone, leaving me cuffed naked and blindfolded to a bed....... I layed there having all kind of thoughts, was mad for a min, then scared thing "I trused her, fuck!, Bitch!......" then. “Stop it” he cries and with a sudden twist he rolls over and pins my arms to the bed. “You are such a girl” I laugh at him as I try to raise my mouth to his. “C’mon, kiss me.” Bestowing a disappointing peck, he lets me go, swings his legs over the side of the bed and looks at the clock. He stares and watches until the red numbers change. It is 8:15 on Saturday morning and he turns to look at me. Running a hand through my hair he makes a face. “I have to be at the airport in less than two.