"Substance. Not size, so much."George grinned at me across the table. "Not size?" Style, George, is everything."He turned back. "You heard her, Michae.... You have any substantial, sylish, solid meat?"Michael was a swarthy European looking type. One of those guys who always looks at though he hadn't bothered to shave. I was a little surprised to see his face go bright red, before he ran off toward the kitchen."George, now that's quite enough. They don't get paid nearly enough to put up with. "What in the hell are you doing out here anyway?" Oh, it's a long story. I'm just really luck you came by" We drove down the road a while, introducing ourselves to one another. The driver was a quiet sort. She appeared a little older than the other two woman. Maybe in her late thirties. Bleached blonde hair (with about two inches of inch of dark roots) pulled back in a ponytail.The two front seat occupants chatted, played the radio, asked me questions and made general conversation. The woman in. ”“Good, fuck me really hard,” and I almost wince this time as the whip smacks into me.Suzi and I are really in the groove as we fuck like rabbits. I am expecting another hit from the whip at any moment, but instead I can feel Han’s hands rubbing ice over my ass. Wonderful sensation on my stinging ass and then he reaches from behind me and teases my nipples with ice.Then more oil on my ass as I am very close to orgasm.“Now, fuck me really hard, don’t hold back.”I do just that in long, slow. 4....5...she began gagging. It wasn't even half in, "Take my dick down your throat," 1 more inch, "All of it." Somehow he had managed to get the last 4 inches down her throat. He started pinching her nipples, her eyes shut tight, she dared not to moan. she almost pulled her mouth off his dick. "Don't you dare move." Not only was he humiliating her, but he was forcing her to enjoy it. She hated it, but her body didn't feel that way, not at all. It must have gotten used to being used as a sex toy.