‘Oh my, detective… are you telling me that this thing has a… hair trigger!’ She grasped a few strands of his pubic hair and tugged on them as ...he purred with laughter. ‘THAT’S IT!’ Jon growled. He whipped the steering wheel to the right and pulled off onto a side road that wound up the hillside to a fairly deserted area. He parked the car and turned it off. He leaned across Barbara, opened the glove box, pulled out his handcuffs and slapped them around her wrists. He opened the driver’s door,. “Yup ... that’s her. Whatever she wants.”“Yes, Ma’am ... anything.”Disconnect. Dial tone.“How much?”“Five grand?”He wrote out a note.“Sure ... take this to the teller. Pleasure doing business, Miss Flintkote.”The teller had to go to the vault ... the little one ... the big one is on a timer.“Okay ... it’s beer thirty. I have developed a taste for hoppy malt ... but just one, the vitamins in good beer is good for little Mary...” I patted my belly.Missy said, “I’ll just go home then.”“Wait.. .there were just so many different kinds and I wanted to see how different each one tastes. So I began to take as many in my mouth and hands as I could I went around the circle sucking each one. Reveling in each one made me even more horny than I thought possible. I need then inside of me now. I immediately stood up removing my thong and layed on the bench begging for someone to put their hard cocks in me. I watched as the players scrambled all over each other trying to get to ne first. A huge. She was also slumping a bit having been dead tired because of not sleeping before boarding the bus and for walking 23 miles out of our village. She was sleeping deeply and probably didn't even remember that she was on a bus. Now her head had also slipped down almost to my stomach and her buttocks were slightly splayed, pushed behind further away from her body. Her ample ass had landed right in the lap of the old villager, who also seemed asleep. Almost everyone around us seemed to enjoy some.