As the trucker pumped harder and faster into his butt, Jack was pushed harder into the toilet bowl, its putrid smell unable to take Jacks mind of the ...ough treatment of his ass. Jack was being completely manhandled, as the trucker, fucked his tight ass hard and pounded him into the dirty toilet bowl. After a few minutes of having his butt hole reamed by a giant trucker, Jack found the sensation to be slightly better, the pain had left as he began to loosen up and now it was just sex. Hard,. . but kept alive ... after a fashion.And in this place, that meant I was being kept alive for a purpose, and that purpose could only be one thing. None of my family — even if they were not somewhere else in this building or another like it — could afford to ransom me, no International would be lobbying on my behalf. Therefore, They wanted information, wanted me to feed their conspiracies: Give them names that would continue to spread the web they were smothering the country with. I was not able. Dalila chuckled, swatting both women’s forearm in mock consternation. ‘Oh, you’re just as saucy as she is! And lucky to have found her, I might add.’ Was it just Carly’s imagination, or did Dalila’s hands linger for a moment before she pulled them away? Probably just imagination. Everyone always thought that being a lesbian led to loads of kinky sex with random strangers, but Carly had only had one threesome in her whole life, and that was as a favor to a bi friend with a boyfriend. She usually. He was guessing that watching the young Jones boy sucking on his six incher had made his mother horny and now she wanted some of her son's cock too.Watching Brad's blow job had effected Rose but she was already moist thinking about Dennis Bragger, hoping to spend some quality time at the party with him, maybe culminating in a tryst.When Brad entered his mother's bedroom and saw her fingering her wet slit he smiled thinking that he had guessed correctly. His cock was at full erection. He tugged.