.. searching ... exploring. My tongue reached out and touched hers and I heard a deep groan escape from within her body. Suddenly my mind clicked and ... realized how wrong it was what we were doing. I gently pushed her away and she softly cried out, "No ... please don't pull away." Amber ... stop. Listen to me. You are feeling venerable. That is all this is. Besides, look at me ... I am old enough to be your father or..." I don't give a shit!" Her response held a touch of anger. "I am sick and. You are now my slave, and I will reiterate, do all I tell you to do without question, unless of course you want all your mates to see those pictures. The pictures that you were looking at a moment ago, that were on the screen; are now programmed into my computer. I will tell you now, that unless you do all I say, an e-mail will be sent with them attached to all your mates, and most of my girlfriends. While you were sleeping, I waxed your body, and the only hairs you have on your body now, are. ” I muttered something like, “we are fine” and just got back to working on her perfect dark hole.This went on for about 30 seconds and she said, “I am not sure what I’m supposed to do but it feels so odd.” I responded in a muffled voice from the bulk of her ass in my face, “Just let things happen naturally, whatever happens, its ok.” I think the feeling of it inside her made her feel different and maybe not as mobile and free. I used my arms wrapped around her hips and pulled her back on my. She rubbed his shaft furiously sucking hard on the tip of his dark hard cock. At last he came jet after jet of his cum filling her mouth. She looked up and saw the two faces against the car window.“Don’t hit them.” She cried as Scott leapt from his seat but secretly hoping he would. He caught up with them both.“You enjoy that you dirty old pervs.”They nodded.“We’d enjoy it even more if she was giving us a blow job and fondling her.”“Twenty quid each for a blow job and another twenty to fondle.