"Got any gas?" Kevin asked sheepishly. "Emily's working tonight; I really don't want to have to show up at the station with a gas can." Might have som...," Jason shrugged, heading out the back door. In a moment, he returned, carrying a red three-gallon plastic gas can. "Feels like there's a little in here," he said. "I suppose I ought to get some before the snow starts flying for real and I have to fire up the snow blower."A couple minutes later, they were ready to try again. A shot of starter. She couldn’t believe how it felt. He pulled out his hand dripping in her juices he then pushed his dripping fingers into her mouth and told her to suck. She’d never tasted herself before and sucked this new tastes eagerly. “I’ve brought in what all you sluts like” he proudly boasted and produced his police truncheon. “Are you ready?”He then started sliding it into her gaping cunt. It felt cold and hardShe started to enjoy the feeling and wondered how many women it had been in. He pulled it out. She was now his slave for a month. His bitch for an entire month."From now on you are my slave. You belong to me. You will always call me Master. Now bitch give me your passport," he ordered her.Farouk came and sat by Anna's table. She humbly opened her handbag, and handed her European Union Danish passport to him. He took it."Now follow me bitch!!" he yelled at her.He got up from the table, heading straight to the entrance-exit.She responded in a self-defeated tone, "Yes Master."She walked. What would you do with Tom if he let you see it. Please, tell me," he said, begging her."Oh, baby. The things that I’d do with him. The things I wanted to do with him in the shower yesterday, oooooh," Mandy said and then moaned."What? You had him in the shower yesterday?" Jack said. "Tell me, what happened? What did you want to do?" Jack begged her to say more."Oh yeah, I got him in the shower. He was already hard as a rock. I pretended to be taking a shower facing the wall. I was hoping that.