Lash after lash followed as he whipped my back and upper ass area causing me some immediate pain at first until I was able to get myself ready for mor.... "Fuckin' bitch" I heard him say "You wanna be a fuckin' black cock whore" he added "Let's see how you like being a fuckin' whipping post" he added as he stopped and moved back over to the wall. This time he returned with a single strap whip that had a small ball attached to the end and before I could stiffen against the blow, he sent a lash. He ran. “What’s your name?” I asked the girl who seemed to be sucking her thumb. “Go to hell,” she said quietly. “Go fuck yourself, y’old turdface.” “If I’m going to feed you, you’re going to work. When somebody comes in and starts pumping gas, you go out and squeegee off their front and back windows. Understand?” She nodded. “You know how to check the oil?” She shook her head. “I’ll teach you, but not today. Boy that’s supposed to help out ain’t here yet.” The bell dinged and I said, “Git!” I. "No-o-o-o," he stammered, teeth clenched.Satisfied, she opened her mouth and took his cock deep down her throat, which brought a guttural moan from deep inside him. She felt his body spasm and knew he would not be able to cum until she let him. As she sucked his cock, she felt it get hard and begin to throb. She knew it would be soon he would be begging her to let him cum and then she would get all the information she wanted from him.She was enjoying this part of her interrogation plan. She. You can read the first part here – () Thank you to each and every user who have read this story and given your feedback via email.As I mentioned in my previous sex story that how my father’s friend cummed in my hand while was traveling with him along with my dad in his bike, now the story continues.This all happened while I was going in a marriage with my dad and Manish uncle (my father’s friend name).At the time of coming from marriage again he was charged, I again tried to hold his cock and.