After a few more minutes of mindless banter she had a feel-sorry-for-me look on her face. I took it as a sign and grabbed her hand and led us outside....She stopped me and gave me two conditions: One, we had to get food. Two, she refused to go to my hotel again—her place only. I accepted. We found a Burger King a few blocks down, and she ordered a Whopper. She felt the need to impress me with her eating skills, so I watched in hilarity as she did a full hair whip with every bite. I’m sorry,. And lying on this table with her body completely stretched out made it even more awful. The thought that those hands could go all over her body without that she could do anything about it made her sick.Sabina however, she was most afraid of this guy that was standing in front of her, she was scared for the next cruel thing he could do with her. Now that she could see the chair she was sitting on, and how she was being restrained on it, she wondered why that dildo was stuffed up her puss. Except. Please take me and claim me as fully yours as quickly as possible.”I led her into one of the small bedrooms, laid her down on a bare mattress, and lifted her long skirt up around her waist. Her labia were dewy with her lubricating juices. I pulled my jeans down and freed my cock. Dawn reached up and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. She stroked me slowly and gently to make sure I was fully erect. She smiled up at me a little shyly, but she guided the head of my cock to the entrance of her. She began to whimper and her teeth were tightly clenched together.“Uncle Cliff knows what’s good for you, . baby You like my cock, don’t you?”“Oh, yes. Just fuck my ass, Uncle Cliff.” She couldn’t get enough of his cock now. She wanted more and more.“What do you want, baby? Tell me.”“I want your cock. I want your. cock!” she cried.“Where do you want it, baby? Uncle Cliff wants to know where you want it”“I want.