Http://xhamster.com/user/edintx99/posts/347308.html“Where to now?”I looked up over my shoulder, “Pre7ty tough haul. About a mile… and the tunn...l widens.”“Thank the gods it’s only a mile.” She jammed past me and started shuffling ahead.“No, wait!”I leaped forward just as she yelped and barely managed to latch onto her out-flung hand.Holding onto her for dear life I yelled, “Fucking idiot! It’s a mile down!” It was too late. Mile down, must have been seventy degree angle, her weight pulled us. Suckmy cock.” I can’t help but hesitate and immediatelyknow I’ve made a mistake, as he rises and grabs my longhair at the base of my neck, holding my head back, hepushes me to my knees. “Don’t ever make me have to tellyou anything twice again. Now suck it.”Tears well in the corners of my eyes, but I use theconsiderable will that I still manage to possess and Irepeat over and over in my head I will not cry, Iwill not. My hands bound behind my back have. There was discussion about how to deal with that. They talked about calling a couple more guys but lets face it, we had a full house already. They discussed stringing me up afterwards and each man giving me 8 lashes the thought of that scared me, 160 lashes AFTER being fucked 40 times did NOT sound like fun. What they finally decided was ok with me but that poor little girl was going to pay. Master Q went into the other room and came out with a glass dildo that was 9 inches long. It was shoved. ' The song ended and the DJ said:"Nobody does it like 'Ole Possum' and now here is Susan with traffic and weather."Susan told me that there were no tie-ups on my route and that my weekend would be warm and sunny. After a half dozen commercials for services I would never use and products I would never buy the DJ came back:"Good morning. It is 7:06 on this beautiful Friday the ninth of June and you are listening to KXYZ. Here is Rhonda Vincent to take you for a ride on 'The Bluegrass Express."I.