I went against my better judgement and said yes. I got in and told him the name of the hotel and that it was about 3 miles up the road on the right, h... then smiled and looked at me and reached down and grabbed my cock. I was shocked but in my drunken state I was ready to try whatever.I smiled back and reached over and started massaging his cock through his shorts and blurted out "let me suck your dick, I want you to fuck me so bad!" Every naughty fantasy I ever had was playing thorough my head. “That does put a different slant on things. No wonder you got them cheap, without proper provenance.”“Exactly. I was had, Jeeves. My enquiries have revealed that the chap who sold them to me has left the country, and is now untraceable. I can use my contacts to search for him, but the chances of recover my outlay are pretty slim.”“That is rather unfortunate, sir.”“It is perhaps fortunate that Miss Frobisher is leaving, Jeeves, with money being tight in this household. It may be a considerable. "Were you this wet for him?" he snarled, as he fucked her furiously.She thrashed around, struggling, protesting, yet wanting so much more. She wanted him to stop and she wanted it to never end. The more she struggled, the harder he fucked her. She bit him. He removed his belt, bodily pushed her against the railing, and cuffed her to it. "I am sorry," she cried. "Please... don't... someone will see us and then this will all have been for nothing." This IS all for nothing. Your thirst for revenge. And the clothes she wore...The tight T-shirts, the belly-baring tops, the painted on jeans. So the Bus was her home and they were all one big happy family. She should still be aware of how she affected group morale, walking around in jean cut-offs that let her legs go up forever. May was still surprised one of the boys hadn't fucked her yet. Still, it wasn't Skye's fault that Coulson was spoiling her rotten. Five minutes at the Academy would've been enough to break her in, but because of her.