I know I shouldn’t be picky, but I never thought things would be as bad as they are. My most recent trip was turning out to be the final straw. A co...pany on the west coast offered me a job, but the cost of living out there is still way too high for what they were offering. So on a cold January day, I was headed home before getting side-tracked by a freak blizzard that shut down nearly every airport on the east coast from Atlanta to Bangor. And that’s when Kevin Westcott turned my life upside. She knew he liked putting her on display, allowing any and all attention to fuel her sexual ego, and she knew this was exactly what was on his mind. The hard cock in his pants was evidence enough. Telling him moments before that she wanted to take him to their car and swallow his hot cum probably didn't help either. She gripped tighter, moving her hand back and forth along his bulge as her pussy began to tingle in anticipation. She leaned close to Thomas, whispering, "Are you ready?". Danielle moved off my fingers and pushed Heather aside. She wanted my cock inside her NOW. She raised herself up spread her legs wide and lowered her pulsing body onto me. She cried a little as I was so big but she managed to get me inside. Once inside she moved slowly up and down. In less than a minute there was a load moan and a flood of cum from her love canal. She didn’t stop but kept right on moving. She wanted more. Not to be outdone Heather had moved up to my mouth. She put one of her. After a while of this he changed back to his crop and used the crop on Sue's buttocks so he could direct the blows more accurately until once again, her struggles began to cease.Now they turned her round to face the mirror and the trapeze was raised so her feet were off the ground. Her ankles were unfastened and there was a man holding each ankle, pulling her legs wide open and lifting them just a little. John stood in between her thighs and he was handed a tawse, a strip of leather about two.