By now the dominatrix starts to truss up the mans cock and balls, as the cock bobs in front of him the dominatrix slaps his balls and laughs wickedly!..."These balls are mine now, slutboy! You should have been careful what you wished for, you just might get it.."In your horny, almost feverish desire, you find yourself wishing to yourself. "I wish that could be me!" You find yourself on the brink of orgasm as the dominatrix is joined by another domme and begins to spitroast the hapless slave on. “Gotta pay first said Hannah.”AS Bo paid, Carol crawled away and cowered in fear in a corner of the van. “Get your fucking cunt over here or it will be a lot worse for you if I gotta drag yourass out here.”“You daughter says you are a good fuck.” The trucker pulled down his pants.Get ready for some Southern cock. “No please leave me alone.” “No No.” Carol was crying but crawled to the back of the van afraid not to listen.She kneeled in a low crouch at the back of the vanwhile Bo stood in. "Glad I could help!" he said."Now, what were we doing?" she asked, confused but unconcerned. She looked down at her desk. "Oh, that's right, your performance review. Well, you've to be here on time most days. I suppose that's got to count for something. Your record doesn't really scream out 'fast track' though, now, does it." Well, I guess not, but I do have potential," he said, wishing.Suddenly, Mrs. Johnson looked uncomfortable again."Could you excuse me a moment?" she asked. "I need to go. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer and that’s when he came.“Fuck, fuck, here it comes, hold on!” he shouted.For a second I didn’t quite understand; hold on, why?Then he shot his load and it all made sense.“Oh shit, oh, oh!”His cum shot into my pussy with such a force I felt it. Like a jet spray hitting me. I lifted my head a little and when I looked down at my pussy I saw cum squirting out from inside.He shot at least five loads before he finally pulled out and slumped.