You can feel the mechanics like the bolt action on a powerful rife, slowly but firmly pushing the projectile into the tight virgin barrel. It has Pas...ion, and soul in the way the car fiercely holds you to the seat. Never letting you go, but knowing you are the only one that will take her, Tie her to the road, force her to bend to your will. She Spreads her legs open to only her master behind the wheel. You force the fuel to her hot dripping motor making her work harder, her shocks move her up. “Miss Taylor!” Rushing to the door, I barely got my robe tied. I completely neglected to put the chain on first. My big city skills aren’t so good. As soon as the door was open a foot, Chad pushed past me. “Sorry, Miss Taylor! Gotta whizz!” The door to the room sighed and latched shut. I heard the lid slam against the toilet and the sound of pee jetting into the bowl. I actually stuck my head into the room to watch, I have no idea why, although I sometimes wondered what it would be like to hold. The weather was hot so i got some ice cubes and i began to slowly slip them one at the time on her body, she liked that really much and was really relaxed, i don't know why i took off her panties but she curled up, i asked if she was ashamed and when she said yes i turned off all the lights in the room and closed the sutters behind the curtains. I asked if it was better now, she answered it was much better. We hugged and my hand started to go down, between her shutted leg that started to open.. Five times a day, Dale would ask her to get on the floor and when she refused then the two of them would have sex in front of her. There was no other interaction with them except each evening when Dale took a picture of her. She ate her meals alone in the basement. No one said goodbye when she went to work and no one greeted her when she returned.Going to work was not the refuge that she had hoped it would be. Her irritability drove everyone at work away. Her coworkers did their best to avoid.