Finally, Jeff said, "Unless youwant me to do worse..." "I'm calling the cops!" theman cut him off. "Go ahead," Jeff smirked,"I'm protecting a young la...y. You're the poor impotent bastard who has to pay to get a blow job." "Fuck you." Still holding his bleeding nose, theman climbed into his truck and sped away. The Goth Girl slowly stood up and looked over at Jeff. "Jesus," she said,"how did you do that? How did you break his nose?" Jeff looked down at his hands - theywere stained with the man's. Very stuffy,” she crinkled her nose and grinned.Doug opened his mouth and was shocked at what came out.“Well, I’m glad I came. Even if every other guest is a bore, I got to meet you.”Lane smiled and blushed, something that fascinated him.Doug was pleasantly surprised by the party, actually enjoying himself. Most of the people managed not to stare, and he didn’t get any of the expected questions about his injuries or his service. He spent most of the evening either chatting with Lane and Marcy. “My gorgeous gorgeous girl…” and then I feel the sting of the cane part of my crop, which takes my breath away. The words ‘My good girl’ are soothing and again, the cane. Twice in a row. “That doesn’t sound like a woman in pain. In fact, you sound turned on to me.”I balance on the edge in a confused state of wanting to please my Master when I feel his hand trail across my bottom, feeling the marks he’s already left. “Are you okay?” “Yes Master…” I struggle to get it out when I feel his erection. So we adjust and sat in the auto and its about 7 km journey. The auto started as we sat so closer we used to touch each other. So its not comfort she kept her left hand on my back side site top. And the driver is driving so rashly. Then due some deflection or any reason I had saw her face. Then she has given a cool smile and I to given a reply by smile. Then I saw a little bit down unfortunately its really amazing and beautiful boobs of her a bit closer to my right hand shoulder my beating of.