I felt my thong being grasped by Miguel's strong hands and it was ripped off of me in one quick motion. Miguel took the flat end of the butt plug and ...ulled it from my ass with an audible plop. Miguel moved around in front of me, put the plug to my lips and demanded that I open my mouth. I shook my head from side to side and refused to open my mouth, which would have allowed him to force plug, covered in my anal juices, down my throat. Right then I felt the sting of a belt swung by Jose across. “Please let’s do,” Monica responded.“Like you I’m bisexual. It started when I was in high school. My best friend and I began sucking each other when we were unable to get girls to suck us off. We found out we both liked it and that swallowing cum was not all that unpleasant. Eventually we both developed a taste for cum. That did not in anyway lessen my desire for pussy. The first time I fucked you, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Overtime, I found our lovemaking getting a bit stale and. They were fast and effective. They were careful not to tear anything. She knew they could rip her shorts and top to shreds if she even put up a bit of a struggle. She did not resist and knew she was in for a good fuck. Her little shorts were pulled down her legs with her panties following. Her arms were pulled up and above her head. Her top rolled off. Her hiking boots gone.All of a sudden she was naked and defenceless. Her naked tanned tight little body was about to get it. She knew. ‘Lose your way and I’ll tip you good.’ The cab driver shrugged his shoulders and averted his gaze onto the street in front of him. I’m sure he had seen his fair share of weirdoes and odd requests. We turned the corner and I felt Brenda’s hand on my thigh. ‘I like those boots.’ She said. Those were the same boots that Mike had been giving me grief over earlier in the evening. ‘You look like a hooker.’ He said, measuring me with his eyes, the boots reaching over the knees and almost touching.