I put another finger in and immediately feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers as her chest arches forward and she puts her hand over her mouth to hi...e her moans. When she finally relaxes after her orgasm she looks at me and says, “Well, I guess it’s your turn huh?” I say, “We don’t have time! We’ve already been in here for 15 minutes. That’s way past the amount of time it takes to use the bathroom.” She has this look in her eye, kind of evil actually, as she stands up and puts her pants back. She leaned back against the back of the sofa and let her fingers roam over her pussy. Her clit stiffened immediately as she stared at the big doggie-tongue."Do you like pussy?" she cooed, squirming her cunt a little.King just eyed her with that soft gaze of his, a glance that thrilled Cindy."Come here, King," she purred. "Let's get to know one another right away. Come smell Cindy's pussy and see if you want to lick it."At the sound of his name, the dog's ears perked up, and he slowly approached. I tried to speak 'nnooo, I'm tired let me alone', Jerome pushed up my heels and said 'get hold of your feet bitch or I'll get the boys to come and hold them for me'. Reluctantly I slowly lifted my legs and hands to hold my thighs, Jerome poised his enormously huge cock head at my anal opening and smiled at me saying 'that's they way I like my bitches to act. Do just what I tell you and we'll get along just fine'. As Jerome pushed against my yielding anal opening I began to shudder so. The radio, which is always on in Tricia’s car, didn’t come on. She looked at it puzzled, but before what was wrong dawned on her, she reached the exit. When the car before her handed the woman in the booth a ticket, she groaned aloud, remembering only then that her ticket was in her locker at work, waiting to be validated. There was no damned way she was going back, maybe not ever, certainly not today. Tricia opened her wallet, found the ‘lost ticket’ money she’d stashed just in case this.