He had her where he wanted her. He had her the way he wanted her. He did what he wanted to her. “OK, that’s about as ready as I think you’re get...ing there, Donna. Let’s see now.”Another shift of weight. Then her legs got spread apart wide. He pushed them up and towards her shoulders. “I love to fuck a slut in this position. Very intimate.”She shook her head violently. She could not, she could not allow him do this to her. “please… please, no, I’m begging you, for the love of God, please…”She. Her smile widen as she spoke. Quickly, she had my belt and pants undone and my cock in her hands. "Oh baby. I'm going to suck you so good, but please don't mess up my hair." I knew I wouldn't have to ask. She leaned over and kissed the bulbous, purple tip, leaving an incredibly sexy pink lipstick mark on it. Then she moved down to mid shaft and did the same there. "Marking my territory," she explained with a feral look up into my eyes and an impish smile. Madison knew I couldn't keep my dick in. " Well, we are raising wheat, and corn to feed our livestock we export back to the U.S." Joe replied with an uneasy smile.About that time, Laura and Jenny came out the door with their cart of items to set on the table. Laura, a very elegant woman was slightly behind her daughter in law. Jenny had worn thong sandals, a fairly short and sleeveless sun dress which buttoned down the front and fluttered tantalizingly in the breeze. Her time in the African sun had given her athletic body a beautiful. I lay still, weak from my struggle and breathing heavily behind the gag.He seemed to be pondering the consequences of taking what was on offer, looking me over like I was the prize that he had always wanted.He slowly moved towards the foot of bed, picked up my shoes and placed them back on my feet, running his trembling hand over my shins as he did so.Our eyes adjusted to the low light, I could see him as he stood clutching at his cock through his trousers, while fixing his gaze between my open.