I drove for the next ten miles, really hoping I'd not run out of gas. I pulled into a Shell station. The service attendant came to my window."What can...I get you miss?" Can you please fill it regular unleaded gas."The attendant then went and filled my tank up. I was on empty so I needed a lot of gas."Okay that'll be fifty dollars."I handed him my credit card and he went to go run my card. He was gone for maybe ten minutes and came and approached my window."I'm sorry miss this card declined. Do. Meg didn't know how long she had been stretched out on the bed, exposed, wet from her reminiscences She tried to get some satisfaction by rubbing the tops of her thighs together but it only made it worse. It hadn't been long but sexual excitement and anxiety had filled the time. It was now 'deal' time. They had spoken through enough fantasies, would it be one of them come to life? She knew all about permission. She had her word, her safe word. She knew that 'stop' or 'no' were impotent words,. Amanda stopped the tape and flipped off the TV."Now are you going to fuck me?"Timmy didn't say anything he just kicked his shoes off and stripped off his socks then standing. He pulled his T-shirt over his head and threw it to the floor, then undoing his pants he pulled them and his shorts down to his ankles kicking them free, he stood naked in front of Amanda with his cock waving at her."Oh neat, let me touch it Timmy." By now she was sitting on the edge of the bed. She reached up and wrapped. Ella’s cunt and labia were bright red from the brushing and plucking and her clit was swollen and pushing out of its fleshy hood whilst her arse hole was stretched tight and only just managing to stay closed. Her chest was heaving with the effort of trying to control the pain.I took out my phone again and started to record, this time Ella could see exactly what I was doing. She looked horrified, ?Nooo, no, stop now, please don’t, oh my god please don’t take photos or film me like this? she.