She was a natural blonde. She heard the faint clicks again.George got his box of toys and whispered into Candie's ear. "Since you act like a bitch, we...re going to treat you like one." With that, he placed a 2" wide leather collar on her neck and padlocked it in place. He snapped the leash to her new collar and released her wrists and ankles from the stall's door frame."Get down on your hands and knees, bitch!" George ordered, as he pulled Candie down to the floor by the leash. She was made to. I had lost count of the numerous orgasms I experienced which seemed to be equally distributed between my anus and cunt.I swallowed all the spunk that was offered to me and felt a pang of disappointment when the cock was suddenly removed from my arse. I felt his spunk splash onto my backside and over the crack of my arse. I would have given anything to have had Jason, below me, licking it all up.Being impaled by one cock was no longer good enough. I rode up and down on it until he too spurted. . that puts this wishing business in a totallydifferent light!", Ann gleefully replied. "I do believe that thiswishing business might turn out to be a whole lot of fun!" Then, after a prolonged moment of thought filled silence, Anntook up where she had left off. "Okay! So, I can't play Little Ms. Humanitarian and right allthe wrongs of this world..." "No, Mmmm... - Ann! That sort of thing isn't allowed." "But I can... I guess you could say... indulge myself." . I pulled the car up and as Brett brought her to the car I opened the door for them. Once more Brett kissed her and I could see his hand squeeze her ass as he helped her in. I closed her door and turned to see the manager and two waitresses at the doorway starring and talking between chuckles. As I pulled away I wondered if they will recognize Agness and I when we return with her parents in two weeks.I asked Brett where to SIR? He replied "home Cucksucker". I gave them their privacy as I.