Joel kneeled as instructed in front of Tyrone."Look me in the eyes and beg to suck my cock," commanded Tyrone."Please can I suck your cock," responded...Joel, his voice quavering."Call me sir, master, or daddy, when you ask."Joel's humiliation, incredibly, deepened."Please may I suck your cock, Sir." Sir seemed the least degrading ofthe choices given."Go for it, fag," laughed Tyrone"Look, Trish, he's still hard!" exclaimed Tyrone. To Joel's horror, herealised it was true, his erection had stayed. As Dawn leaned down, she told Michelle, "I need to clean your unxle s come up, he left such a mess" with that Michelle started bucking, she was coming. Dawn grabbed hold horse her young nice by her thighs and buried her face deep between them.That was it, Michelle let out a great moan and covered her ant. Dawn started asking questions as she continued finger banging this young girl, "did you like that?, are you thinking about my husband? Do you enjoy that fact I know what he just did to you? Or. My body needed it and I wanted it. I loved the feel of my clit being pulled and tugged on and knew that I would not last long. I pulled my car over to complete my urgent task and found myself screaming as other vehicles continued to pass by me at a great rate of speed. As I calmed down I blushed, knowing that any one of those drivers could have stopped and watched me masturbating on the side of the road like a slut, but they didn’t. As my thoughts returned to my son, I decided I needed to get. What the heck was she doing here? She knew better than to listen to her friend, Danni, but at the time her words seemed to make perfect sense. “You need to break out of your routine, Kat. Every day is the same! You get up, you jog, you have a yogurt for breakfast, you go to work and let that slimy-little-cretin-of-a-boss dump all his responsibilities on your plate, you come home, you watch Law and Order while you eat dinner, and then you go to bed. What kind of life is that?” So here she.