Look at all that spunk, I guess this whore does a good job Come suck me off you little bitch I am going to fuck you in the ass until your slutty littl... mouth begs to come There was more, but I just looked at the floor. Tears streaming down my face. She needs a good cleaning first My captor said. Take her to the back yard and hose her down, I will get her room ready. The four men half dragged half carried me to the back yard. There were no fences, but there were no neighbors either, so I guess. I could see this had a very positive effect on Patty. One of the people we met that day was George. George was a tall, distinguished man with silver streaks in his otherwise dark hair. He looked to be in his mid fifties. As it turned out George was actually almost sixty. George had such a warm and friendly personality that you couldn't help but like him. As he walked in the open front door of our house he said, "Hello, I'm George Lewis and I guess that you are Willard and Patty Bradley."I said,. I watched my husband sit down close to the guy and thenput my hand on my neighbor’s leg, and started to slowlyrub up and down his thigh.He in turn, put his hand on my thigh and rubbed meback, while pretending that nothing was really goingon. I smiled at Jake knowingly, so he would know theother man wouldn’t be paying much attention to him andthe other guy. That’s when Jake stood again and facedthe other man and reached for his towel. As he reached over, his huge hard-on was. Why you kneel to me? Aren’t I supposed to be on my knees before you?”Instead of showing valid arrogance and objection, the once proud business tycoon allowed the wave of submission to conquer him.“Please. Let me kiss you.” His lips desperately begged for his reward and yet were opposed by her strong thighs.“Kiss me? Nothing more? Why shouldn’t a husband, demand what he wants? Not on his knees pleading like an inferior slave.” Molly lifted Benedict’s head with her hand grabbing hold of his hair..