Did you see the black eyeyou put on that sad little man." As much as I'd like to take credit for that, he came to the party withthat on already." Kir... said snickering at his own joke. "Then that's a bigger problem, because others are beginning to followyour lead. He ain't tough. One well placed punch and someone's gonnabe facein' murder charges my overgrown oafish friend."Kirk grumbled, "He'd be better off dead." Oh I did NOT just hear you say that." Eric, aware that soon the hallswould be. I pull a rope and the hook raises, taking your wrists with it. I tie off the rope once your wrists are at a good height, but not causing total discomfort. “Spread your legs,” I command. Your legs spread, continuing your streak as an obedient slave. I walk to the wall and pull down an ankle spreader. I return to where you are standing, and lock your ankles into the spreader, keeping them spread the way they are. “How do you feel slave?” I ask as I walk back to the wall and examine various whips. Billie sighed with relief. She could smell the musky aroma from her cunt wafting thickly through the truck cab. Her hands kept trying to push Hanson's head away and then touching... holding it close. She felt excitedly at his mercy and at the same time wished she could be home, safe and alone in her bed. But then he was doing something wilder than ever to her. His tongue danced and dove and rubbed at the very tip of her standing clit and Billie plunged her fingers deep into the thick, nappy. He was going so fast now that his balls were slapping her ass and adding to the erotic sensation of it all. He was surprised that he had lasted this long but knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. “I think I’m Cumming” He said in a slight groan“Do what you feel is right” She said in a moment of lust and bewilderment And just like that he took 3 large stokes into her that had them both shuttering larger then a category 5 earthquake. Spurt after spurt he shot hot streams of cum right into her.