" I moaned to him. A smile crossed his lips, and his finger plunged deeper, curling within my walls. He was trying to hit my g-spot, but with him driv...ng it wasn't exactly easy for him to get the proper angle. His finger continued to curl several more times before he slowly withdrew and brought his hand to my face. "Open your mouth." he demanded. Without thinking twice, I did, and his wet finger was placed between my teeth. "Close." And I did. I wrapped my lips tightly around his finger, and. I drove to a secluded area and parked up, it was very quiet even though it was 2am. As we sat I turned to face him and we were talking, as I looked at him I noticed his chubbiness hung over his trousers, then again I also observed his innocent looking face and knowing he was probably gagging for it.The conversation came to an end and he looked a little embarrassed, I leaned forward and simultaneously put my left arm across his shoulders as my right hand touched the inside of his thigh, he. "You see me start to protest your words and hold up one hand to halt me from speaking and to my astonishment and your amusement I close my mouth and continue to listen to your words. "In time Teresa, you will admit this even to yourself."I look at you in disbelief and then my head drops in my embarrassment at the truth behind your words. My eyes lowering to the floor and that is when I again take note of the course length of rope that is tied around my left ankle and my head raises up and I. He threw some clothes at Mo.Change into dis.It was a skimpy halter top and short shorts. I can’t wear this, look at me.Wat yu talkin bout, dose Hoe cloths and yu da HOE.Maureen was sobbing. Antoine, why do you want me to wear those.Where are we going.I gots a deal on sum shit and need to get sum mo funds. So I set up a party at da 8th street bar.Why am I going. I don’t want to go!Yu gonna be da entertainment fo da crowd.We gonna hav a raffle.What kind of raffle???Yu gonna see, gonna be lots.