. Please let me go I won’t say anything’ she begs.‘Who are you?’ he demands, looking up Sharon almost whispers ‘I own the cove’ blushing f...riously she sees both of them devouring her with their eyes, the taller one gazing openly at the small triangle of hair, almost an arrow, pointing to her shaven Pussy mound while the other one stares hungrily at her firm breasts. ‘Please let me go’ Sharon begs again.Glancing at the shorter boy the taller one says ‘ok, but we get to use the beach’. ‘Anything’. She opened her mouth just as wide as she could, stretching it painfully open until it was gaping wide. The corners of her mouth were stretched tautly and her jaws ached with the effort.With her mouth opened up just as wide as possible, Micki sucked the tip of Midnight's prick between her pink lips."Unnhhh," she moaned, thrilled by her own actions. She could hardly believe that, at long last, she was making her dream come true. At last, she was crouched beneath her stallion, eagerly sucking him. He started backing towards the door but tripped in his heels."Oh no you don't" one of the bikers picked him up pushing him to thegroup of angry looking women. "Looks like he still needs practice in hisheels" One of them laughed. Removing the shoes from his feet theyproceeded to squeeze a tube of industrial strength glue inside them andslid his feet back in.They then bent him over one of the tables tying his hands to the tablelegs. Then he saw his fate, each woman picking up their strapons. He turned the corner and stopped in his tracks. For a second he stood watching her in silence. She looked like she’d been crying, and her usually immaculate brown hair looked slightly disheveled. She was sitting on his kitchen floor in a tight black dress along with the five inch heels, drinking his vodka and eating his ice cream. He observed this exotic, olive-skinned creature and, just as he was about to say something, she looked up at him with her big green eyes. ‘We broke up’ she sighed,.