‘Yeah, like what I said’ not sure what to hink and still with a raging bonner. ‘So, here’s the deal’ He said ‘I call it high card surrende...’ – ‘Yeah’ I said nervously ‘We each draw a card and lowest card loses. The loser then surrenders a piece of clothing until they’re naked and then , when they have no clothes on they must surrender themselves to the loser – totally’ ‘What do you mean’ I said ‘The winner gets to do anything they want – any thing at all to the losers body’By this stage I could. " Oh, I'll still get you off, darling," Joan purred."Then why the hell don't you do it?" he panted."Okay, but I'm gonna do it a different way." Any way you want," he sighed, closing his eyes.Maybe he was expecting a hand-job, but he didn't get it. Instead Joan wiggled around till the dripping mouth of her cunt was right over the fat purple head of his prick. Then she plunged herself down on it, impaling her starved pussy on the thick iron- hard shaft of his cock."Ahhhhhhh, yesssssss!" she. After about a quarter of an hour in the sweltering sun, a large bang and a noxious cloud of blue smoke signaled the imminent arrival of our transportation.The driver careened around the corner in a Morris Minor that had not seen a garage since Churchill was in office, and as he rumbled to a stop, the left front fender came unhinged with a loud clang. Out jumped one of the smallest, ugliest men I have ever seen. He banged the rebellious fender back into place with his hand, and hopped up on the. Come in, sit down. Don’t cry, don’t cry.’ ‘Mr. Warren, I was so scared’ Andie whimpered. Jackson could feel his heart break for her. She sat in his large desk chair and wiped at her puffy red eyes. She began to tell him about how she had come home last night to find her mother beingbeaten by the man her mother had been dating in the apartment. She tried to stop him and he turned and smacked her in the face yelling at her to mind her own business. Andie ran out of the apartment and called 911.