But I need to go back to my place to get a tool. It is pretty close by. You can come with me. I have some cold drinks you can have. Then we’ll come ...ack together and take care of your car.” I eagerly complied, and got into his car.It didn’t take long at all before we got to his condo. It was cool and comfortable inside. He sat me down and we had some small talks while he poured me some iced lemonade. All the while he kept his “winning” smile. I thanked him for offering to help. He sounded. A big wet, slobbery, luscious full on the mouth kiss. For the first time ever I tasted my salty cum, Pam would never have done this. Staid Pam would never eat me to the point of cumming. I often went down on her and ate her to a climax where she came so violently I got earache from her clenched thighs and she screamed at me to stop. It was a bone of some contention that reluctantly all I got was a very little oral ministration, just a kiss and a lick almost - still that was really the only. “ You do have a pretty face though.” Angela was steaming for that is what she heard her friends telling Cheyenne and never knew just how insulting it actually was. Cheyenne was glad when she was finally able to take Roger home with her. In her bedroom carefully decorated with dim lighting and black satin sheets with matching pillow cases and comforter she helped him to be more comfortable and removed his clothing then fluffed the pillows behind his back. Cheyenne smiled turning on her stereo. I was now moving from the mundane black and blue into greens and yellows. The doctor didn’t comment on my beating, just on the effects of it. He seemed very impressed that I was able to stand up when I was found. Me, not so much; his clinical detachment was starting to piss me off.The worst damage was to my right knee, which was why it was wrapped and immobilized. Again, the doctor refused to comment on whether the damage was the result of my bad landing, or my jailer kicking me. Either way, it.