"Fuck the coach is here. What do we do with the woman? If he finds her here and especially if he knows we have been fucking her, he will hit the roof"..."Dump her outside", Burt replied as he gathered up her clothes and threw them at her with a snarl. "Fuck off". It was at that moment that Trevor's mobile rang. It was his wife informing him that she would not be returning from the 'do' till the next day. Maybe it was that call that galvanized him into opposing what Burt had suggested. "You just. I need it so bad.”“I really don’t think this is the right place to take care of you” bragged Brad. “We need to go someplace private where we can give you what you really need. Drake, grab her car keys out of her purse and give them to me so we can move this party along”. As Drake fished for the keys Connie said “No, please, do it here. Finger me like you were before so I can cum. I can’t be too late or Anthony will worry about me.” As she was speaking, Brad took the keys and got into the front. What's the difference whether you take his cum in the cunt or in the mouth? It's all the same to a whore isn't it?"Lydia was looking at me with horror. She was terrified and was trembling as she begged, "Oh god no. Please Dan, I can't do this ... please don't make me do this Dan ... Oh god no, no, no..."Of course I was lying through my teeth about Lydia's prowess as a cocksucker. The truth is she had never even sucked my cock enough to make me cum in her mouth. In reality, she was somewhat. He watched as six Jegs passed close by leading two Salta women. The women's hands were bound behind them. Rags made of hide had been stuffed into their mouths and more covered their eyes. They were lead by ropes tied around their necks. Whenever one of them tripped on unseen vines, they were roughly yanked back to their feet. Too weak to take on six Jegs, Kurt transformed into a cat and padding silently, followed them. The Jegs and their prisoners came to a clearing in front of a cliff.