I walked next to her and told her there was nothing I could do and asked her if she was mad at me. Amy stammered out that she knew I couldn't stop it ...nd she just kept walking. I asked her if she got hurt inside and she stammered out a no and started crying harder as she walked. I didn't say anything else because I didn't want her crying even louder walking up to the apartment.When we walked in she went and sat on the couch and just kept a soft cry going and I went and sat next to her. I tried. Hearing it out loud is humiliating. Dan placed me on my knees, hand cuffed me and told me that the guests cock was very large so I would require to be mouth clamped so that my teeth did not come in contact with his cock. Dan opened my mouth very wide with the clamp giving me an instant sharp pain in my jaw. I was crying before the guest ever touched me.The guest made a mistake right from the start when he came up to me and gave me a very hard slap to my face. That is not okay when I am mouth. The boys eyes lit up and it was game on. Will made me a Cuba Libre, rather strong, obviously wanting me tipsy. He chatted me up sweetly, about music, friends, sports, movies and how sexy he thought I was. He was polite, charming and kept my glass full. I soon was falling under his charm, laughing at his jokes, fawning on him etc. Then Fifi and John disappeared back in the house. Will claimed they went to the bedroom and we should go to see what is going on. Somehow we ended up in an empty. I watched as her nipples pressed against the thin shirt, and unconsciously licked my lips as I remembered the feel of her nipple on my tongue.I didn't hear the guy behind me honk the first time. When he leaned on his horn harder the second time, Jen's head snapped around and caught me staring at her. Red-faced, I turned back to the wheel and gunned the accelerator, catching up with the flow of traffic.Jen told me she was ready to drive for a while, and we pulled over at a gas station to fill up.