He still felt so detached his body disobeying his mind. Nicoles eyes looked desperate as the beaky man tried to bury his cock in her mouth. He was try...ng to angle it against her o-ring gag but she wriggled and shook her head desperate to hold him of. The angry man held her hair turning her head towards the watching Carl. Stop fighting and or well make your hubby do the cock sucking. Nicole blinked in disbelief her husbands face showing dulled horror the mans wet banana waving between the. ? Whoa? she protested? This is not what I had in mind?.The officer put the gun away and used his free hand to pull Megan’s hair, causing her to yelp again.?Change of plans, bitch, open your mouth?Megan began another protest and got the rag shoved into her mouth. Two more rags followed that one. By the time the officer taped the girl’s mouth shut with duct tape, Megan could barely move her jaw. The officer proceeded to tie her ankles. He then took out a black wool bag and pulled it over the. She gave me that look and said, “You know!” Only one of the men she flirted with was black and she knew how that turned me on so I figured it was him and that only made my dick harder. I looked around but I didn’t see him anywhere. “Which one?” I asked again. “He already left,” she giggled, getting back in the car. “Already left…?” I said, not understanding. “I told him I was with somebody – somebody that liked to watch and he said that was okay with him.” she replied, giving my cock a squeeze.. “Do you do that, Em? Make passes at men, I mean?” “Very, very rarely,” she said. “I like to be hunted. I don’t so much like being the hunter.” “But you flirt, Em,” said Ambrose. “I’ve seen you do it. And you must have plenty of opportunities on your travels.” Em said, “I flirt, yes, sometimes. But hardly ever with all-the-way intent.” They paused again. Further refills of wine glasses were needed. Then Em returned to her narrative. “Yes, I travel a lot,” said Em. “Two or three overseas business.