The metallic puddles in the road were at first walked around and then Samantha realised that she was so wet that nothing mattered any more.It was thre... when she walked into the kitchen and stripped off all of her sodden clothes. Water ran from shoes and dress, it pooled on the floor and Samantha sat down to think. She surveyed her lust for Carrie in every detail and then her predicament. Scenarios played in her head and she knew deep down that Carrie had meant what she had said about a cell. Maybe I’ll see you later?” she said, flashing me an inviting smile.“You can count on it, Andrea,” I said before grinning at John.It only took me another minute to finish, and then I said, “Okay, John. Let’s go tit hopping!”“Fuckin’ grade A, man!” John said when we got our first look at the lineup. “I’m going to go nuts trying to pick just one out of these.”“Well then pick two or three. I’ve already made my pick, so I’ll let you decide who stays and who goes. You know the rules, right?”“Yeah, no. Then he stripped off his sweatshirt. I almost melted. He was ALL MUSCLES! His big body was covered with tattoos - it was obvious he had done state time, & I knew that by looking at me with all my prison tats that he could tell my story, too. He stepped out of his jeans and shorts and placed them on the bench. When he was completely naked, except for his sneaks, I took his dick in my hand and began giving him one hot blow job. I sucked that big hard black dick from head to base, got down low and. “Stop,” she groans as his fingers probe her. Her lust mingles with his touch and the knowledge that anyone can see. The tension in her builds toward a peak. “Stop,” she pleads. She struggles to keep from squirming and moaning while Rob brings her relentlessly closer to orgasm. Quivering on the edge, Diana looks up to see the others, including the two girls captured like her, leering at her. “Stop,” she moans again, though not at all sounding very convincing that she wants him to.For a moment,.