"But first I'm going to teach you respect you white bitch. Slurp!"She shook her head her tits now wet with sweat and his saliva."Oh please no, I'm sor...y. Just go and we'll forget all about it." Her manner was changing her arrogance slipping like her dress.The man also shook his head twisting both nipples looking straight into her eyes."I'm afraid its too late miss."The driver stood back wiping his brow to view his captive. The inside of the truck must have been in the nineties; the woman. .. intriguing. Intriguing but a little scary. Amber stepped back from me and I was slowly lowered backwards onto the cushion. They laid me with my butt just barely hanging off the edge of the high end. The low end came to just the base of my neck; so that my head hung straight back over the end of it without touching the floor.They came down onto their hands and knees and continued caressing and kissing me. Terry and Tanya were still holding my arms straight out to my sides; though now, because. And deliver it in the presence of the young Indian woman towards whom he had one taken such a superior attitude.?My, how she made you squeal,? I giggled. ?Just as if you were a young girl over a strong man’s lap in the way of those old American films.?His cheeks were fairly throbbing with humiliation now.Or should I say: more humiliation.?And with your young Indian housekeeper there to witness it too!? I finished in a tone that expressed disbelief that he, of all people, could have allowed. Asking me with every inch of his being to love him.I never had needed anyone to ask me anything twice, and I certainly wasn't going to at this juncture. I straddled Brandon's hips as I rose from our prone pleasure. As I did, I began to lift his T-shirt up over his head. He didn't resist --- as I was certain he wouldn't - and assisted me in taking it up and off. He hurled the shirt to the floor as he strained to raise himself to kiss me. Being so much heavier than he and placed in a very.