The other hand now gently tweaking at my nipple. I was certainly get turned on watching this young shop assistant pressed up behind me, while I watch ...n the mirror and her hand snaking down to my panty line as my skirt fell to the floor. She toyed with my panty line as my breath quickened. In the next cubicle I could hear woman trying on clothes. Suddenly the shop assistant tweaked hard on my nipple I whimpered. Her hand made its way past my panty line to my already sopping pussy. She held her. I want all of you, but I just start with the cock. Do you know what's next?"I was only able to mumble a wet gurgle past the gag, but I wasn't altogether sure I wanted to know. I wasn't given a choice, of course. She buckled a wide leather belt around my waist and I noticed it had a steel ring right at the front. She bound one end of a length of thick rope to it, and I could tell by her ease with impressive looking knots, it wasn't her fist time. She rolled me over, onto my stomach, and let. The more video exposure I got the more likely the chances of me being recognized from the party in Mountain Home. I had already done a rational assessment of the danger and it went like this. At the time Simon explained that I didn't have to be worry about being recognized because Mountain Home resort was over a hundred miles from the county seat. Also that it was a party for the festival goers, who were mostly from way out of the area. They would have no access to the local news network, I. I slighly parted my lips then to offer him an opening to start things off rather than to willingly go down on him.Like his street wise bully demeanor, Eric took full charge by shoving his cock as deep into my mouth as his very muscular hips would allow. It instantly gagged me cutting off my wind pipe and air as I had to fight against his hands tighly pulling the back of my head into his croutch to breathe.Finally he seemed to understand my panic and relaxed a bit as to make sure he would be.