Her mouth was working wonders on my cock so I decided to test her sucking ability as a true slave. I reached out with my hands and pulled her entire h...ad down onto my cock as I stuffed my foot up her cunt. Her gasp for breath was overwhelmed by her grunt from my foot fucking her cunt. Her cunt was taking my foot deeper and deeper as I struggled to force my cock down her throat. Her gagging was too much so I knew I needed to teach my slave with lots of practice on throating my cock."Oh, the. Tonight, I have my hands solely bound and interlaced and knotted to the burly, virile-like, and sinewy rope and cord and hawser that is hitched and pinioned to the ceiling high up there overheard me. An adherent, gummy, icky, and claggy shred and wodge of cellophane tape is placed and settled and propped over my mouth, tethering and lashing and making fast my lips in a manner that I cannot switch and carry and stir about my frame and flesh-and-bones as I feel and desire like. Yeah. It is all so. They discussed privacy and how important it was for each of them to remain quiet about the evening’s activities. Mitch revealed his occupation and how damaging it could be if anyone else found out. Kaitlyn revealed that it would be pretty damaging for her as well. As it turns out, she was not a roughneck. She actually worked for the city as part of the sanitation crew. “If the other guys ever saw me like this,” she remarked, “they’d probably beat the shit out of me.” After a moment of laughter,. He would get no fair hearing here, he became convinced of it.“Next witness, then?” the chairman asked Amy.“Yes, sir,” Amy answered.“The witness is excused,” the chairman declared now.Allen’s further irritation grew as Amy had no hesitation calling said witness. This reminded Allen that the Gordons were actually handpicked by Amy, weren’t they? Was she really even on his side at all? He found, to his regret, that he couldn’t trust anyone anymore.“I call Lisa Gordon,” Amy now called his aunt ....