A losing battle can't be without the victor taunting at the fallen “Let me taste your yummy cum sir! Plaster this dirty whore with your seed master!...�� with a grunt and a sad stroke to finish on her deserving face. The ropes landing on cheeks, across eyelids, the hair but mainly the lips and chin.She looks up at him with her usual happy expression, during which she licks up his defeated spilling on her closed eyelids “So are done sir?” She asks, unaware how broken his pride as a man was, he of. " When she returned she handed me a beer. She had another in the other hand. When I took the beer with my left hand, I took her now empty hand and drew her down beside me. "I need some info Sherry. You need to tell me the truth. How is Brandy really doing?" "You old fart. I know all about you. Brandy told me how you initiated her into sex. And she's doing fine here with me." "That's so good to hear Sherry." I placed a hand on her bare leg. "Listen Jack, I'm a lesbian, so don't try. .it's yours if you let me go," he begged the other. But he felt the cool silk sliding down his tree-trunk thighs and land at his feet."Prepare his cock," the mechanical voice commanded."What the fuck are you doing to me, man. I ain't no fag" He struggled against the restraints one more, his muscles straining in perfect relief. The more he struggled, the more his taut sweaty muscles rippled with perfection. He was reacting EXACTLY as they'd hoped.A strong pair of hands grabbed his cockshaft in. Kelly pulled her Lexus to the side of the road and stopped."Howdy Ma'am, how ya doing tonight? You were going kinda fast back there, could you please show me your license and registration?" Officer Bob Houston said. Tonight was boring, and all he was doing was listening to the game. He almost didn't pull this car over, but it was something to do, and would take up some time. Bob was surprised how good looking this woman was, and saw she had on a black pinstriped business skirt with the matching.