Lubricated by his spital, my sweat and my cum, he now poured out something, cold and viscous to chill the mix. The leg cream from my dresser."When abo...t to begin, he asked, 'Ready?' I had no time to answer. He pushed, and something gave. Then a previously backwater of my body rose up in rebellion, and his cock conducted a brutal suppression." So it still hurt, after all his bullshit?" For just one moment, there was real pain. But only at first. Then there was just the thrill of it, little old. Greg didn’t take to this however and pushed his cock back into my mouth. He was in charge now. He put his hands on the back of my head and rammed his cock into my mouth. He then started fucking my face as hard as he could, pushing it further into my mouth and down my throat. I was struggling to take his cock and I had to open my throat up to take his cock comfortably. Greg loved this. "That’s it take it bitch, you are a natural little cock sucker aren’t you" he sneered. What I thought. “Your business?”“Yes, I am Margaret Findlay.”“Do you have any identification?”“Not on my naked body, but I do have it in the office out front.”“Well, we will hold you here until that checks out. And we will start with a step by step search of the rooms and the different people here on the property,”“Excuse me, young man,” Carl asked as he came forward.“What do you want?” the officer asked.“Your inspection certificate, your identification and your badge number. I’ll take those for starters.”“And. My hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled his cock into my throat, again. I moaned and arched my back to his fingers. I spit his cock out of my mouth.“Fuck me,” I begged. “I want you to fuck me.”“Turn around then. Brace up on that tire,” he said, still holding the cigar in his clenched teeth.I quickly turned around, placed both hands on the front, outside dual, drive tire, and spread my legs. I kicked off a boot and pulled my leg out of my jeans so I could spread my legs further. He applied.