I headed for the freeway hoping I wouldn't make a wrong turn and get lost. Houses flew by at incredible speed. Cars seemed to be stopped on the road a... I maneuvered around them. I zoomed through intersections, even when the light was red. I was terrified of crashing, but part of me welcomed it. I wondered if I'd feel any pain. At my speed I thought not, and if it happened I'd be out of my misery. My nightmare would end.A bright yellow beach ball bounced onto the street ahead of me. I knew I'd. He asked for what he wanted. "Hand job?" I reached for his cock, he pressed closer. I used my mouth to wet him, my hands did the rest. In a very few minutes, he drenched me, a larger than usual quantity, delivered on my tits, dripping, following the same course as the earlier blasts. "I'll be jerking off to this memory for years," he assured me. I threw him a kiss. As he left, I was surprised to see more men lining up outside the stall. Apparently the word was out -- cum on Cindy in the toilet.. I gently ease the phone towards, hoping but not expecting to find ... yes! My naive little cutie doesn’t even have an unlock code, so I switch to the camera, making sure the volume is turned up. I snap a picture of her on the bed, naked except for the ball-gag and football scarf. She starts to scream round the gag. Turns out there might be one thing worse than being tied to your own bed and raped by a woman twice your age: your friends finding out. I go in for closeups and get a nice shot her. Now boy, I'm real good with this thing, and I'll put a dot between your fucking eyes. Drop the fucking knife right now, or you'll never see another day."He hesitated."Go on, drop it!" Even though my handgun was a double action I pulled the pistol's hammer back to emphasize my request.He must have decided it was in his best interest to comply. The knife hit the floor and his hands went up. He must have been used to that position since he did not need to be told twice."Now boy, you have two.