I'll be back by Thursday at the latest. I did manage to pay for your coffee at the gas station though." Oh thanks Greg; you didn't have to you know." ...es I did. It was the least I could do for standing you up again." Thank you." So, you're not mad at me then?" No, of course not." Good. I'll see you Thursday and hopefully before then. Now I want you to have a great day, and don't worry about anything. There's nothing that can come up that I can't handle when I get back." Okay Greg; you have a. Currently, it was empty. “It’s perfect. Custom made for whores, kitty.” Laura’s voice was cruel, her grip on my hair even crueler as she unhooked the leash from my collar and forced me to bend over until my neck was resting in the center cut out. I felt a stab of panic, struggling uselessly as the reality of my situation set in. Locked in place, my ass and cunt available for use in a roomful of horny guys who’s been drinking since they’d got here… “Be still, whore.” Ally hissed as she grabbed. Later I wanted tosuck it, so I told her to control he moan so that I can suck it for long. Sheaccepted it and I raised her chudi and removed her bra hooks to get a way totake it on my mouth. I started sucking it, biting, I started giving love bite, andshe wasn’t able to control her moan and started increasing her voice. I sloweddown and then she promised me that she will again control and then I sucked herhard for long. I was so nervous doing this in public that too in military area.My love. The dress now bunched up and her thighs exposed to him. Jennie giggling the entire time.“Oh, yes, Mr. Thomas. I think you SHOULD check my ankles.”“Ankle, one, Miss, uh, MRS. Thomas!”“No, no! I told you, it’s Ms., not fuddy-duddy Mrs. and it’s hyphenated; Harris-Thomas.”“May I continue to, ah, examine your ankle, Ms. Jennifer Harris-Thomas?”She giggled, “You tickle!”He really went to town tickling her after that. By the time he finally stopped, she was crying, and her chest hurt from laughing so.