”“If you keep your secrets to the family and me and make sure you are not forcing Joe to do something he does not want to do. I see no problem.”...ina somehow managed to convince Joe’s mother to take these extreme measures. Finally they agreed that Gina should make a home visit, to see that everything was alright in Joe’s home environment.Joe’s mother Sandra welcomed Gina by the door. She was in her 40:s, long and slender with delicate curves. She looked a bit worn but had beautiful features. Next he picked up my feet and shoved them into the trunk before slamming it. I tried to jerk my wrists repeatedly against the handcuffs. Then the car began moving. Then I closed my eyes, feeling my cunt starting to moisten and my nipples getting erect.The drive was not a long one. Suddenly the car stopped, the engine was out and the trunk was opened. My captor reached in and pulled me out of the trunk.Then I heard his voice for the first time:"Move your sweet ass, bitch… or I will drag you by. I take all her clothes off as she wanks my cock, I then lay her down and put my fingers deep inside her and she starts to moan and before I knew it released a big gushing spray all over the bed making those noises only squirters make as it left hernbody, she looked up at me with still with a look of embarrassment, we were both covered in it but before she could say anything I'd already got the condom on and was feeding my cock into her dripping pussy. It slid straight in and I pushed as far as. Whilst listening I'd also being looking at Naomi. She was certainly stunning with a figure, allowing for her pregnancy, to match. Once she lay down I could see what great legs she had.For something to say I asked where Grant was now.Naomi shrugged, 'Screwing the bridesmaids probably,' she answered bitterly and started to cry. I went to sit on the bed to comfort her. I stroked her face, wiping the tears away, whilst offering platitude. A few moments later her tears turned to anger as she started.