It was all too obvious that the hold-up was a well-planned trap to catch the notorious "kissing" bandit.Meg looked about but the steep hills on both s...des precluded their escape into the countryside. They were fair well captured with no recourse. Her father sensed the end was near and raised his pistol in an act of suicidal impulse. Several shots rang out and his bullet-riddled corpse fell into the dust at the side of the road. Meg merely laid down her sword and held out her hands to be bound. Nervously we both kept looking behind each other to make sure nobody was in the distance, reassured he put his hand inside his jeans, undid the buttons and pulled out the fattest 7 inch cock I had ever seen. Mine was a little bit smaller but I am more than happy with it. His purple head was glistening as he pulled the skin back. We stood there wanking, not fast and furious but slowly savouring each other's cock. " fancy a blowjob?" Why I said that I will never know until now I had never. He ran his hands up the insides of my thighs, then, when he reached my panty-covered crotch he spoke for the first time."God she's wet." He said to the other men. I could feel myself blushing.'Now they all know, ' I thought, 'what a slut I am.'"That's enough for now." I heard Mark announce. The hands lingered on my crotch for another three or four seconds, then with a good-bye clit pinch through the cloth they disappeared. I was left panting and exposed in the chair while the men played another. During the third cup of coffee I called down for a car. I was told that Russell was available for Sheila and myself. Fortunately, Sean had not left, so I could commandeer the Mercedes. Sheila had mentioned shopping, so we might need the extra space. That reminded me to notify American Express. Any charges would not be in my normal pattern, and it is a good idea to let them know ahead of time.Before we left, I made a pit stop and checked the reflection. I looked like what I was—an oversized.