” I answered.I relaxed a bit and then another pop hit me. I screamed and jumped, my ass was on fire. I kept my arms on the table and my head down.... I knew that it would not be good if I lifted them. Another pop. I was jumping on my bare feet now, trying to keep my mind off my burning ass. I was breathing fast and I felt my tears on my arms. I did not feel anything for about a minute. My breathing was slowing down. I was starting to regain control. I was almost totally calm and then I. At least that's what they thought. Then one day, something weird happened. Vic discovered that the mere thought of a girl made him feel better than he ever felt before.Once they got inside the locker room, the guys stripped down naked and put their clothes into a basket. You didn't put your valuable shit with your clothes because what you had wouldn't be there when you got back. But, losing your valuable shit wasn’t the point here. What was important was Vic comparing his big hard dick to. The guy in her mouth was telling the other guy to hurry up because he wanted to bury his cock up her ass! The fat guy started talking dirty to Nicole Oh fuck yeah baby, Im going to blast my hot cum right up your tight fuckn ass baby, then Im gonna pull my cock out of yo ass and make you suck it clean like a good ho Nicole was gagging on the cock in her throat as the guy was pushing it all the way down her throat, and since her hands were tied she couldnt push him out. The fat guy grunted and. I didn’t mention about how I’d found her or her comment about charging. I figured he would do better thinking the girl actually wanted him rather than thought of him as a client. His response was in the “Yeah, whatever” category.Saturday came and we all met at the Krystal parking lot. That was Lorie’s suggestion, I suspect for her own safety. The Krystal was on the Atlanta Highway, one of the turnaround points for the weekend cruisers. They always had an off-duty cop for a security guard. .