"Do hers next Dawn. I don't trust your dim witted friend to do it properly and these seats are far too expensive for that." No, no," Terry muttered, a... she struggled against her friend, but it was too late; the panties were already pressed into her sex. Her struggles only served to help Dawn do her duty. "Please," Terry whimpered. "I just want to go home. Please just let me call my daddy." Dawn, use something to shut your stupid friend up, okay sweetie? I don't want someone that dumb talking to. The car was bounding around so much that it was a hit or miss basis. Even when I hit I could do little.It must have been five minutes later that the tongue came out of the mechanism and I tried to turn the portion that the lock usually turned. I finally drove the tire iron into the lock and the trunk started to open. I grabbed the brace and managed to hold it mostly closed. Looking out the gap I saw only bush, snow and an empty road behind me.We were getting further and further from the city.. And my husband Mark had enjoyed watching it all. One of the few things I hadn’t done was bondage, because the idea of things being totally out of my control never really appealed to me, but all that changed at Steve’s birthday party.Steve is a friend of my husband Mark, and I suck him off about once a week. He shoots really big loads and I love how thick and creamy his cum is. Anyway, he's really into bondage and he's always been after me to give it a try. Steve’s fiftieth birthday was coming. It was fun. After I got my period, my parents decided it was prudent to move me to a prep-school for sixteen-and-older girls. It wasn't that far from where we lived, but I still stayed in a dormitory and came home on weekends. The thinking was that without boys around, I would be able to concentrate on my education. The theory was 'out of sight, out of mind.' If they thought putting a bunch of horny, hormonal girls in the same place would take their minds off sex, they were wrong. Almost every.