I pushed her into the tree and used my legs to spread her legs apart. I held her hands, still caught in the dress, above her head."You will abide by m... terms as my mistress before I bless you with a child," I said forcefully.Katsu's hips beat against me, her mound wet with need. I moved my free hand to run a finger along her slit."I swear. I swear whatever you want. Master," Katsu said, near tears."This dress or one like it is now your normal socially-correct attire for all occasions."Her lips. The torment lasted for a good ten minutes and I had cleaned allthree cocks when Farzad came sounding like a raging bull. He came aroundand put his limp but still huge cock in my mouth for me to clean. I wasordered to stand up and did so on wobbly legs and ass hurting like hell.I could feel all that cum sipping out of my wide open asshole andrunning down my legs when to my horror I saw one of the guys collectingall the cum in a little bucket. "That's right; get all that nice creamout in the. Force won't work. The only chance is that Michelle, his own sister, can wheedle more info out of him."Alan found himself speaking quickly too, caught up in Christine's frantic pace. "But what am I supposed to do, then? If they're saying jail time, that sounds like felony kind of stuff! Are these guys mental?! And AMY! Not only that, but 'chick' could mean anyone! It could just as easily mean Katherine, couldn't it?" Maaaaybe, in theory," Christine replied, still talking like a New Yorker in a. The two men didn't seem to know each other but they had one thing in common: they each had one of her hands massaging their crotch. They were sitting awkwardly, as if they didn't know how to respond to it, but to your confusion, they didn't seem to be acknowledging what she was doing.Your eyes widen in judgement, and you bring them quickly back to your phone. "What the fuck?" you ask yourself in whisper. It's not the weirdest thing you've seen on the subway, but it's certainly high on the list..