I pull both wrists behind your back and cuff them together. I lean forward, and kiss your back, right between the shoulder blades... the small bit of ...hysical reassurance helping you to trust me completely.I order you back to your knees, and you lean forward to kiss my cock head one more time, a small gesture to assure me that I am welcome to use you as I please. My fingers grip your hair, and I push my cock into your mouth.You relax as much as you can, ready for the pound-fucking of your. It pleased him that after all the adverse press publicity that he had suffered after Rota's tragic death, that they did not seem to recognise him, or if they did, they did, they did not mention it. The girls kept up a steady stream of conversation, and banter, and Tony joined in. Happy to have the company of two attractive women. They had all opted to wear shorts and tee shirts in the humid evening heat, and Tony noticed that one of the girls had not bothered to wear a bra.He tried not to stare. Mary, in some ways, was really the leader of our Family. Oh, she’d be pissed at me if I ever said that, but it’s true. And it’s not like Mary has ever been a bitch about it, either. As a matter of fact, the word ‘bitch’ and ‘Mary’ are utterly incongruous. Never once, since I’ve known her, has she ever been ‘bitchy’ to anyone. Except maybe some asshole who threatened our Family or kids. THEN, she could instantly turn into the bitch from hell!Mary IS fiercely protective of the whole clan. Just as. “Stay in the truck, and get ready to move!”Abby had her door open, and was standing on the running board with a pair of powerful binoculars in hand. “I see one SUV with three people on the overpass up there.”I peered in that direction, and spotted a light colored vehicle on the overpass a half mile ahead. “Shit. Well, this sucks.” While I was wondering what to do next, the CB came to life.“Truck group on I-10, can you hear us?” It was a woman’s voice.“Should I answer,” Abby asked. At my nod,.