Her skirt was so short that it had ridden up when she sat down and was now offering him a tempting glance at the lace tops of the nylons around her ta...ned thighs..She stood up and approached him and then slowly wrapped her arms around his shoulders and began to kiss him very deeply. Her hands caressed his muscular arms and chest and then moved down to his black leather covered legs. They moved behind him where she rubbed his firm tight ass that the chaps exposed.Megan then pulled him closer so. When She broke the kiss She had whispered in his ear:"I don't have any panties on either. Take it out sweetie, you show me yours and I'll lift my skirt and show you mine."In the front seat Patty was stroking Ronnie's cock and Ronnie had put a hand behind her head and had tried to push it down to his cock. Patty had jerked her head away, "Damn it Ronnie, I don't do that and you know it!"Patty didn't give head? Suddenly She knew how to get back at Patty for blackmailing her. She would ruin. Most of the cuts came when they got tired of using the leather and started taking their best shots with the buckles. The fan belt left massive bruises formed by the hundreds of blood vessels just beneath her skin that ruptured from the brutal blows that rained down on her defenseless, naked body. Unfortunately for them Dana could not resist telling then no every time they took a break and asked her to talk. This made them frustrated and so she was securely gagged for the rest of the session. “Good, good, likes what he sees?” Kristoff’s baritone was naturally sotto voce but he leaned forward over the table a little anyway. “Yes, the looks are getting more frequent and lasting longer now. He’s probably wondering about you so now seems a good time for you to go.” Kristoff stood unhurriedly and reached for his wallet. He moved out of the booth, around to Clarissa’s side. He was a pro and had no need or desire to glance at the mark. They’d done this more times than they could either.