He ties it off aftercircling my head a dozen times.He climbs off me enough to pull my arms behind me, cross my wrists andbind them with more soft clot.... I do the only thing that's left... Istart kicking the side of the car with my high heels, praying someonemight hear me."Knock that shit off!" he growls and my body freezes, stunned by what Ihear. My attacker takes that moment to take the other end of whatever hetied my wrists with to tie my ankles together and pull the back, placingme in a. "I see," the Sorceress laughed. "We will need to talk, but later, youare obviously preoccupied at the moment."The Akkadian was grateful when the Sorceress's voice vanished from hishead. Another few moments and she would have been hearing him in themidst of orgasm. Barbra was at last showing signs of her physicalexertions, panting heavily each time she thrust into the Akkadian withthe pearl phallus. Still she kept up the pace and ferocity of herfucking just long enough to bring the Akkadian to. I positioned myself and presented my bottom and waited for the first smack from his big strong hand, and when it came the room echoed with the lovely sound of hard hand meeting soft female flesh. Soon the sound filled the room with smack smack smack, and my soft wimpering, as a steady rain of smacks met my upturned and unprotected bottom. I began to squirm around and Mr C was having trouble holding on to me so he stop for a minute to take both my hands and hold them in the small of my back,. Her brow wrinkled in confusion. She snatched something out of my pocket. A piece of paper I'd never seen before."This is..." she read it with a look of disbelief on her face. "This is my mom's handwriting. It's her address ... Oh my God!"She gasped.I was confused at first. Where did that come from? Then it hit me. The piece of paper Kathy shoved in my pocket before ... the incident. I never even looked at it. And I'm such a slob, I must've grabbed the same old shirt without washing it."Are you.