The officer took the envelope from me and read the note inside it. Handing it back, he gestured to two other men to move the barricade. ‘Drive ahea... and turn at the first entrance on the right. Another officer will direct you to your parking space,’ he instructed. As we pulled forward the police officer said something into his radio. ‘He’s here . . . blue Lincoln Navigator . . . pretty red-hair girl driving. I’ll notify them upstairs of his arrival.’ As I pulled into the parking lot another. The next morning we would both share mutual orgasms during our morning sexual exercises thinking about the spit slowly being forced through us, In a few days I would finally know that feeling but Stacey would have to wait until another story.Finally the day had arrived, the morning of Memorial Monday I woke up to yet another of Stacey's famous tongue whippings to my clit and pussy lips when she noticed I was awake and enjoying her, "Good morning spit-roast" she gave me her new morning greeting,. Why was this happening to her, why did this man and woman want to hurt her so much. She just wanted to go home and be hugged by her mommy.JUNE'S TITS ARE TORTURED.Angry with her for screaming, the man pulled June by the rope around her neck into a nearby bedroom and threw her down onto the bed.He slapped her tits hard and June gave out a muffled scream and began to sob. The man got some rope and tied June's ankles together. "When I come back bitch I am going to rape you and torture your tits.. "I went to the bathroom, fixing my hair and lipstick. When I came out Gary was fully dressed, keys in hand. "Let's go," he said, and we went out the door to his car.I was a bit embarrassed as there were several people about in the car park. But I just focussed on looking ahead, and getting in the passenger side when he opened the door for me.We drove for a little while, just making chit-chat. It was nice, friendly, no domination or anything. At one set of lights he leant across and kissed me.