"Don't make me do that again. I do hate hurting you..." He trailed off as he let go of my hair. This guy had me very confused. What the fuck was he he...e for if not to hurt me? Or fuck me I suppose..."Get up," he instructed, and I followed his directions; too afraid not to. My bottom lip trembled as I slowly got up - I had never been slapped before and never thought I would be, especially by a man. I tied one of the scarves over my eyes and tied the other one around my head so it was rolled up. Sue smiled, cupped her breasts and bounced them. Her hard nipples cutting the air like rapiers through butter. She leant her head back, massaging and clutching at herself. Her back arched at her touch, allowing a slight moan to escape her lips. "Does your camera have video, too?" she asked, not waiting for a reply.Sue opened her legs wide and ran the fingers of both hands across her dark, well manicured pubes. She winked at Jimmy in the rearview as she plunged an index finger deep into her. Once he was satisfied with the color, he reachedback into his toy bag and brought out a familiar tube. Becky gasped when she felt the cold lubricant workits way between her inflamed cheeks. The stark contrast made her clasp down onthe invading finger as it wormed its way into her. Of course, she thought, his next conquest would beher tight little bottom. With a contented sigh she reached back and held hercheeks apart for him. He eagerly sank into her, filling her so completely thatshe was close. "Virtually. His ambition to own his own civil engineering and consulting firm consumed him first and foremost. He worked long hours and was relentless in achieving his partnership in Trent. When he did, I thought things would calm down a little and we could live a normal life but it wasn't to be. 'Success breeds success' he would chant."When things started to decline at Trent he worked even harder, as if he could turn it around by himself. He couldn't, of course, but it didn't stop him from.