Then he picked up the sand-covered butt plug, and shoved it back into my ass. Now, I was itching and feeling bloated, and I had a difficult time “p...ancing” up the pathway.We finally got to the house, and he made me prance into the living room and sit up on my folded legs. I waited while he went to his desk and pulled a pair of handcuffs from his drawer. He put a wooden chair in front of me and sat down. As he fiddled with the cuffs, he wondered out loud that, seeing as I obviously enjoyed. Suddenly a suppressed anger seemed to rise in him, as if he had changed by the light of the moon, and he took off all his bad feelings on me by slamming his cock through my body. Giving me no pause to breath and subjecting me to an unapologetic fucking. I had become nothing more but a hole to him, perfectly suitable for dumping his load.All under the observation of watchful eyes that were invisible to me, but which I knew were there. Taking in every moment of me getting fucked under the yellow. I want you. So bad, right now." I said as I stroked his chest. He grabbed my waist and looked down at me. He was a lot taller than me."I can't, Kayla, please don't do this to me," he told me, begging."C'mon, haven't you wanted to fuck me since you met me?" I whispered in his ear. I felt his boner through his pants. "I could help with that," I told him. I pushed him against the wall and looked into his eyes as I undid his belt. I then unbuttoned his pants and pulled them to the ground."Stop," he. " I said blushing."Well why did you sit down next to me If you didn’t have any panties on." the man asked. "Ummmm well..." I said feebly."So your hiding something and you probable didn't pee yourself back there so why aren’t you wearing any panties little girl." The man said."I ummm well come over in the bushes and I'll tell you." I said."Ok" the man said and followed me.I took a deep breath and said "I'll give you a blow job if you let me go." Oh so you’re a dirty little bitch that sell her.