That's what that throbbing thing was. I'd been so busy with her, and that fact that I was suckling my best friend's mother's nipples, that I hadn't ev...n noticed the piece of granite my dick had become. I stood up and leaned over her, guiding my cock toward her lips. It was dripping as well, oozing drops of pre-ejaculate, just as she ordered. The head of my cock touched her cheek, and she quickly turned her head, slurping it into her mouth without hesitation. Her moans reverberated through my. “What?““Her titties are bought and paid for. I bet old man Reynolds bought them. Jean told me he’s always giving her money - trying to bribe her into giving him some pussy.”“Really? Well if he’s willing to pay her lots of money, she should up the price and take his money.”“I agree. Shoot if that old fart offered me a huge chunk of money, I’d fuck his ass off,” Josie said.“Would you really? I wonder why Ms. Sue won’t then.”“She told Jean that his cock is too big. She’s afraid, because her pussy. “Please don’t tell my mom,” Charlotte begged as I pondered how we could work things out. “I’ll’ pay to get it fixed.”“A bumper,” I told her, “was probably going to run several hundred dollars, plus the costs of installation.”Charlotte was totally clueless when it came to auto repairs. She seemed genuinely shocked when I told her what the repairs might cost. Charlotte closed her eyes and leaned up against her Cherokee as I stood by looking at her.“Do you work anywhere?” I asked.“No,” she. ”“And there’s no keyhole on the inside...”“Oh.”This conversation continued while Belinda locked the cuffs around James’s hands and feet, leaving him standing in manacles in the middle of the tiny cell.“Maybe you’d like to sit down,” Belinda mused as she critiqued her chosen restraints.“Not sure I’ll be able to get up again.”“No you won’t...”she replied as she used a padlock to shorten the chain between his handcuffs and his foot cuffs from three feet to three inches, so that his four limbs were.