Linda, an effective social worker, was astonished that Commander Swiftcouldn't sweat Fenton out, but then she met Fenton. Now, Fenton reached into a b...g on the bathroom sink and took out a coupleof mouse traps. Carefully, he opened one, and slipped a combination lock throughthe metal trap part, and then snapped it on Linda's right nipple, and followedsuit with a trap-lock on her left. The Senator had a quick intake of breath.Not only were mousetraps prohibitively pinching to the nipples, but. He would study hard and establish a reputation. After he had made something of himself he would marry her. How effortlessly he could envision her in a wedding gown, her hair pinned up elegantly, her blue eyes sparkling with joy. He would buy her a house somewhere, wherever she wanted; a beautiful home they’d share. Children would naturally follow. They would be beautiful and intelligent like their mother. They would excel in a number of instruments and fill the house with music. How he yearned. Our lips and tongues shared her wonderful flavour, causing her to moan into my busy mouth. “God, your cunt is luscious,” I gasped, cupping her cheeks and licking her lips. “I want to taste you again. I want to lick you clean and take every drop of your delicious cum.” She shook her head while our tongues flicked together and we stole kisses from each other to sample the flavours. “Oh, no.” She leaned in and stared directly into my core with her sharp blue eyes. “Fuck me, you big, bad boy. Fuck. Every thrust from behind jostled Willa forward, and grinded her down into the pavement as she got herself thoroughly dicked. Between the three raging hard-ons in the makeshift debauchery dungeon, Willa figured she was probably going to make a handsome couple of bills for her trouble. This one, though. This one made the whole outing worth it.“Who are they, anyway, bitch?” the gruff, gravel-voiced suit said down to her mid-thrust. Apparently Horse Cock expected Willa to both take his bitch.