I went down and suck his cock as I always do when I get a chance. He know I can't get enough of his cock and uses that against me. He makes me beg to ...uck him and for him to fuck me. He makes me tell him how much I love his cock and that he can always have me and that I will do anything he tells me as long as I can keep sucking his cock and that he will keep fucking me when our wives are away. That I can be his bitch. He always teases me and tells me he will think about it only if I am a good. I’ll show you how a real cowgirl rides,”I smiled “I would appreciate that” I said, and walked with her to her car, we hopped in and drove to her house, once we got there, we made a scramble up her stairs we flung the door open kissing each other, she used her foot to close the door shut and we fell on the couch, kissing each other, our hands wandering up and down each others bodies, we held a passionate kiss and my hand went to her tied up shirt, I undid the not and pulled the shirt open,. All the information was in the heads of the people who helped to run the place. Meg Simpson was in the refuge, in hiding from her husband, an Assault Unit Leader in the Security Patrol. And a thug, bully and wife beater.As the five men with him followed him out, completely by chance Sue looked into the eyes of one of the men. Her jaw dropped and her own fear hit a new high. To her intense relief the man, who had obviously recognised her, just shook his head minutely and left.“Oh hell,” she. As I opened the door she had a tight lipped smile, cracked just enough to make her front teeth look like a bunnys (god thats hot too!) Her hair was pulled back on the sides, and clasped in a soft leather tie with a stick. Her bangs fell in front to the left, and some her hair was over her shoulders and some was behind her. Gorgeous hair, just gorgeous. It was wet from the storm and a few droplets could be seen on the tips of some clumps of strands. Her hair tapered to a point, again, just hot.