The gravel crackles underneath my boots.i walk slowly up to the drivers side door,hand on my service pistol,and my cock streaching down my thigh. ... license and registration,mam,i say to the open window.my voice is deep and carries a lot of authority when i project it.she is on her phone and seems quite put off at being pulled over this close to the entrance to the highway.she is talking away on her phone and doesnt even look at me as she tries to hand the requested documents to me.my. Taylor’s vagina is tiny, clearly unused, maybe even by her. My tongue alone practically stuffs her full, her walls squeezing around it painfully tight. So I take my time, spending a few extra minutes digging and swirling around. After a while, she loosens up, completely against her will. I lift off her and peek lower down. Her tiny little asshole stares back at me. Close to perfection yet again, even in the crudest of areas. It’s somehow… cute. A puckered little button, with a few little nasty. As I worked on her for awhile, not yet bringing her to total climax I was clearly impressing her and pleasing her. Knowing she was close and needing to have a climax I worked her with my mouth easing her first climax with my tongue… my mouth covering her pussy, tongue inside it and sucking her gush into my mouth. I enjoy the pleasure of her pussy, she has climaxed but does not push me away as I work on her pussy with tongue again, though she is intensely aroused she does not keep me away. I. “You have a job to do for me first, and then afterwards you have to be made up.”He handed Mary six large sealed envelopes. “Because you managed to get through last week, your Master has given you the privilege of choosing for yourself. Pick an envelope.” Mary chose one at random, and the man opened it and looked at the piece of paper inside. “Good choice,” he said, “now pick two more.” Mary did as she was told, and passed him the envelopes.“You have chosen one for another slave, and one for.