That dick had to be inside of me. Like I said, no patience!"I want you to fuck me on your car. I've been a bad, bad, girl. Fuck me officer."With my as... in the air, he slowly peeled the leather up off my ass. His hand firmly smacked against my bare cheek."Mm, is that all you got?"Tempting him, he slapped me even harder, repeatedly, leaving me sore."Fuck, ram it in my now. Fucking ram that cunt!"To my surprise, and excitement, he grabbed his handcuffs and put them around my wrists. My hands were. “Ugh! I’m gonna cum!” I yelled out.“Stop!” she yelled back and put my cock back in my underwear and pulled the zipper back up my jeans.“What the hell?” I yelled in disbelief.“You need to follow me quietly” she said as she took my hand and opened the bathroom door.She thought she took me out of the bar unnoticed but apparently a few people did see us leave together.We went out the back door and climbed into her truck where she began to drive away.“Ugh, where are you taking me?” I said. "That's defiantly her!" she exclaimed. "Look at this picture, if youcovered her face with cum she would look just like the picture," shesaid, handing the tall stewardess one of the marshal's pictures. You could see poor little Posey's cum covered face, her head tilted back,mouth open like a little baby bird waiting for the huge black cock aboveher lips to fill her mouth with cum. "That's her alright, what a slut!" "The marshal said she's actually a sissy, and under that sweat suit sheis wearing. " You're just bullshitting me, right?" Yeah, about what my father said, but Mr. Taylor really did ask if I wore shoes that made that kind of imprint. I don't think either one knew they were from Van's though." So does Jennie ask you questions about me? I see her looking at me when we're both in the hallways, or in Math and Science class together. She tries to be cool about it, but I can tell she still digs me." She did ask me once if you still dribbled your milk when you drank from the carton,.