By now she had been in enough cabs to know the signs. A towel d****d over the driving seat, along with a wash bag and his clean hands, said he had was...ed recently, probably in the café toilets, his day`s work over. A faint whiff of soap and deodorant, most welcome as he climbed onto the bunk, laying out, his hand outstretched inviting her to him. She grinned, kicking her shoes off into the footwell, and clambering over the awkward seat into his arms. She kissed him lightly, pulling up her skirt. He put his finger on Savannah.“If we’re going to catch him on this trip, we have to move,” I said. “If we miss him, who knows when he’ll make another run.”We were north of him, but caught up while he was sleeping. Bobby was able to get us to the seedy motel the guy was staying in. I saw the Chevy Malibu Shithead had been driving the last time I saw him. I wished I’d thought ahead and gotten more than one tracker. I was losing my touch.Melody sat in the driver’s seat while Bobby napped in the. My husband withdrew his enourmous cock from her quivering pussy and placed the swollen knob against her tiny brown asshole. Taking her hand from my pussy, she wrapped her wet hand around his cock and lubed his tool with my juices. He told Tara to get onto her hands and knees because he wanted to fucker her ass doggy style, hard and deep. Mike spoke up and told me to do the same. Tara and I both got on our hands and knees, side by side with our waiting to be fucked assholes stuck up into the. I was in pain and completely panicked now. I was sputtering and sobbing in fear. One of the men swam up to me and pulled my arm behind my back and growled into my ear, "You little bitch, if you make one more sound I'll personally hold you under until you're dead. You got that?"All I could do was nod my head, my throat still burned from breathing water and I was so scared now that I couldn't have talked if I'd wanted to.I jumped as I felt a hand roughly thrust between my legs. OH MY GOD! They.