" Gentle," he sneered, "when I fuck a slut, I always hurt them, that's thefun you stupid bimbo. Now let's have the gag back on, don't want youscreamin... the place down, do we?"With the tip of his cock just inside me, he went to replace the gag."No please no master, don't gag me again, I won't scream I promise, I'llbe a good girl," I begged.He answered me by pushing himself a bit further into me, bringing a screamfrom my lips as he said, "Oh yes you will scream, see! All my fuck-toysscream the. It's so much fun. I like it, but I know that Ishouldn't...that's the problem," Karl tried to explain himself as hefought off tears of frustration."Don't' fight it. Just accept it as part of who you are," Lela advisedwhile Dr. Mentia nodded in agreement with her sentiment before she sentthem out her door.As their freewill returned, he looked up at Lela and said, "It's toolate to exercise today. Thank God!" I'm not worrying about that until we get back home," Lela respondedwith a nod.Karl. She sighed and gasped with pleasure as she felt the cock fill her up. He reached up and undid her blouse and took her tits out of her bra and squeezed her erect nipples. She could feel her cunt juices trickling out of her as she bounced up and down on his big black cock.Suddenly she glanced someone out of the corner of her eye. She shouted, 'someone's watching.''Let them, let them see what a slut does in her lunchtime,' he replied. Alyson looked as the man now looked in the back window. Roger. He gasped and shivered when she cat-crawled over his body and dropped the lacy garment onto his face. The scent of her made his head swim, and he could feel dampness on his chin. “Want to see if you remember what you learned yesterday?” she asked while rubbing her wet folds against his chest. The lethargy of his orgasm evaporated in light of that offer. She knew the answer before she had even asked the question. As soon as he scooted over enough to make room, she lay back and parted her legs.