‘Bitch!’ I he screamed. Me eyes were closed, I wascringing on the ground. Then I felt hands grab my upperarms, and as I re-opened my eyes ... was hauled to myfeet. He had a hand gripping each arm. I was limp, stilldazed and he tossed me to two of his friends. Theycaught me, twisting my arms behind me. I opened mymouth, a small protest escaping my lips. ‘Shut up!’ he commanded, backhanding me harder than thefirst time. I was held up, my legs completely goinglimp, my body. “God Erica… your stroking makes it feel like yourmouth isnt leaving the base of my cock. Dont stop!”He stared down at me then, I looked up at him and welocked eyes. He placed his hands on the back of my headand began to press lightly forward towards him, andpull back away from him. I felt his hips begin to lift off of the wall andtowards me and then back. I knew he was getting close,so I slipped one of my hands off of him. He made anunhappy sound but watched as I slipped the. Of course Kyle doesn’t make things easy for me wearing those tight stretchy warm-ups, with his hard little ass, legs like steel, rock-like abs, and that mysterious package in his crotch. I get goose bumps when I look at him; he makes my pussy wet. Well, the bell just rang and he is here and I am terribly excited. As I open the door for him I completely lose control and jump on him, putting my arms around him, kissing his thick muscular neck, and pressing my belly against his stomach. It gets. ? Still smiling, she put Jessie?s arm and ledher to a darker corner of the large room, a darkness made more intense by theglaring pool of light thrown on the middle of the floor by spotlights justwhere Jessie was standing. There in the corner a torture saddle stood waiting. Mountedon a three-foot high chrome tube anchored into the floor, its front edge was cutaway in a deep V. The leather was stained and marked, still damp from earlieruse. At the point of the V a small fitting was let into the.