When I arrived I was quite struck with how beautiful she was and wished I could get her to my car, where I kept ropes and a gag ready for the day when...the stars would finally align and I could act on my fantasies. But today wouldn’t be that day, I couldn’t do that, she trusted me enough to actually meet me in person and I valued having her to share my wicked taboo thoughts with. So we sat and talked for several hours at a quiet table outside, when I suggested an idea. She was very hesitant. " saidthe landlord, and this was greeted by a cheer from those watching. Patricialooked as though she wished she could die. She slowly unzipped her dress, then,looking away from us, she let it slip to the floor. Another cheer broke out. "Place your hands on the back of your head and lookto the front girl." ordered George. Patricia complied, and the actionjutted her breasts towards us. The landlord smoothed her hair back from overher face and then cupped one of her breasts with his hand. . Her anxiety had finally over- whelmed her resistance. Crying in shame, wishing she was dead, she realized that she would have to beg for his prick. He had just come once, so he could keep teasing her for a very long time. She had to stop him now."Fuck me," she whispered, her voice catching with her sobs. "Tom, please fuck me." What did you say?" Tom smirked, lifting his head from her tits to lick and kiss her delicate throat. "Did the cold little bitch ask me to fuck her?" Yes!" Donna cried.. It was clear that Kristin was very aroused by the situation. One orgasm in, her she was putting on a performance in front of a girl she disdained. Additionally, she always harbored the belief that Kelly had a thing for Paul, always making little comments about how much of a ‘catch’ he was. Nothing over the top, but those comments always stuck with Kristin. With all these thoughts going through her mind, she rocked her hips back and forth above Paul’s face. ‘Damn’, she thought, ‘I forgot how.