"You can help your country," said Hannah."By doing what?" I said, now knowing I had to show a little assertion to figure out what they were talking ab...ut."We'll take you there," said Hannah. "Then we'll have the opportunity to buy you back. We have enough..." Buy me back?" They've agreed," said Hannah. "They've agreed to auction you immediately. We'll have at least three times the going rate for an American girl your age." I simply stared. It occurred to me at that moment that Hannah struck me. She got it all, thankfully, as it slowed to a trickle. The remainder pooled in her mouth, the fluid felt hot on her tongue. She pulled it out of her mouth and smiled at him, the sun shining off her sunglasses. Both of them were gasping for breath as Charmaine squeezed his cock, forcing more white fluid out the top. Her tongue darted out and licked the sperm off his head. She turned him on more when she licked the cum off her hand, smiling triumphantly. “Wow!” he breathed. She chuckled. She. ’ She’d pulled out her keys. My excitement was uncontainable. I practically jumped out of my seat and tripped over myself in the process. Lauren was laughing at me the whole way to the parking lot. We finally got to her car. The convertible top was down, and I did my best to climb in all cool and nonchalant with the door still closed. She was still laughing. ‘Ready? I have to stop home anyway and check on my kitty.’ She turned the key and the V-6 came to life with a satisfying purr. She pushed. They might be able to watch, but they didn’t touch. That all changed after that incident in the bar, her shameful glory hole action. Word got around and Ace, who almost always seemed to have hangers on with him now, was letting his boys touch her. She was constantly fighting for boundaries and respect, only to be met with giggles, hands and dirty looks. The glory hole incident also panicked her into getting two cell phones and she used the new one just for communicating with Ace. She was too.