Stuck at the plantation in the middle of a sticky summer, among banana trees, mosquitoes and Cuban cigars, she looked out of the open doorways that sh...elded her from intruders by iron bars. “Fuck, I’m in a prison”, she mouthed off to herself. Sweat beads had formed a long time ago on her body. Now they just moved from one place to another, sliding down her flesh the way she wished Carlos’s tongue would. She moved her fingers across the iron, listening to the low toned noise they made while. The caller said the man said he would shot anyone who tried to come in to the restaurant especially the police.Ty had been to this restaurant with Denise just after it opened last year and was familiar with this fourth floor roof top restaurant. Ty knew that there were some buildings about one hundred yards away that were six stories high. Ty told Dan and Kevin to each take a rifle and a radio and get onto the roofs of those building. Taking a radio for him to communicate with them Ty took off. I went down to play cards. In Starting it was good. I felt very relaxed. But then she put a twist in game. She put a bet and bet was looser have to fulfill winners wish. I accepted bet and we started playing. Unfortunately I lost game. Now I have to fulfill her wish.She told she will ask once we get down as our station was coming close. We reached to station and I asked her for her wish. She told calm down and follow her. She took me to a nearby lodge and took a room. I was able to sense. My momma always taught me to say the nicest things about people, and the nicest thing I can say about Ms. Flowers is, she is a cocksucking whore.Becky had a penchant for hard teen cock. Something that started when she was a Junior in high school. It was not long before she was sucking over half of the football team. Word, of which, had reached the ears of Coach Dean Trimmer, an old jock that had a penchant for teen girls.Soon Coach Timmer had Becky in his office on her knees sucking his hard.