For what seemed like hours, he mercilessly fucked my throat, giving me just enough time to gasp for air. After a time I could take it all the way into...my mouth without choking and I could feel my nose grind into his pelvic bone with every thrust.He finally pulled out of my mouth. I slumped over to the side exhausted,but he grabs my head again, I thought he wanted me to keep sucking, but it was my face he wanted to splatter, not my throat. He held my hair and aimed straight for my eyes. He hit. She had her Masters Degree in Accounting but didn't go on to do a PhD, even though she felt she could have. She had been advised by others to go out and make “real money” in the working world, but despite all this, it ultimately left her feeling a bit hollow and empty. She couldn't stop thinking about Max and the club. The thought would creep in at the most inopportune times, in a meeting or out with her friends. Sarah had sent her a text the day after the club asking if she enjoyed herself.. It was the guys request, they want my pussy uncovered for the ride over. She didn't come home that night and it was around eleven o clock Sunday morning when she finally came inShe went straight to bed and slept. Still in all that black stuff. I found out later that she had been up all night fucking. Jeff had called one of his friends over to video the action but he ended up fucking her too.I told her I wanted to be involved in some of that action after all it was my idea. She knows I like her. Okay, to Los Angeles it is. But if we do this, we do it my way. You follow my lead. Understood?’ He gave me his stern father look. ‘Sure Dad, whatever you say.’ We packed light and took the first flight to L.A. ‘So Dad, now that we’re here, how do we find them?’ ‘Easy. I have a court date tomorrow.’ Dad held up a court order. I waited in a café across from the courthouse. If Dad lost, which he knew he would, he didn’t want me turned over immediately. Our goal was to find out who these people.