His hand moved to pinch the end of her plug where it jutted from her body and gave it a light tug.“Who does this ass belong to?”“It belongs to y...u, Sir.”“You know I’m going to make you scream tonight, don’t you, slut?” As if to give his words weight, he pushed two fingers inside her aching cunt and Beth arched her back off the bed in pleasure, straining against the binds that held her wrists and causing the rope around her tits to pinch delectably.“Yes, Sir. I do, Sir,” she moaned. Reid’s. I like to look at the scenery."The driver replied, "Okay."The driver got on his radio and called his dispatch. Unfortunately, for Allen, his dispatch was Paul. Paul immediately called Nick.Nick got off the phone and said, "It is time to go. Broadway and Union just as I suspected."The three of them did not say another word. They grabbed their gear, jumped in the SUV, and headed downtown. Cal dropped Nick off at the October Building. He pulled down Broadway Street just north of Union Avenue. He. "Yes Peter," she replied matter-of-factly."We should keep this secret." Peter blushed."Why Peter?" her blue eyes were icy."Well our parents, our friends, they... well you know; they might notunderstand," he stammered."Why should we care? We are both over the age of consent and haven't doneanything wrong," Gillian glared at him."Well it's you know..." His voice trailed off."You're whining Peter. Is it because I'm transgender? Didn't you likesucking my cock?" Gillian sneered at him as she. I wanted to touch him so badly and figured if he objected he'd tell me. So my hands roamed a bit over his arms back and chest.The pub was quite busy. The entrance behind us. People coming and going. A couple sat in front and above us. Another to our side but some distance away. The bar felt intimate . With painting of half clothed people on the ceiling. The way he looks at me makes me feel sexy. It's always feels like a cross between assessment and lust. We talked about a variety of things and.