Looking at it in the shadows of light, I wasn't' sure if I could handle it, as it was really long, and really thick and was afraid of what he might do...if I didn't follow his demands "Stroke it Bitch" he ordered, as I looked at it, slowly moving my hand not completely reaching around the thickness. Stroking up and down the shaft, as my fucking pussy was saturated by this time, feeling his fingers probing both of my tiny holes viciously "Put it in your mouth bitch", he instructed, while pulling. "The van pulled backed into a dark alley. John, the husband, wastaken out of the van by pulling his cock leash. Brent came intothe van and got some cardboard, a felt pen and nipple clips. Gary and Brent returned and drove the van slowly out of the alleyand backed it onto the street ad parked. Patrons from the BlueMoon were leaving the gay bar. They walked past the alleyentrance and soon the group stopped walking and started walkingdown the alley. There was John with his hands tied behind. He said that it was his 1st time. i directly said me too i havnt done this before but you are so sexy and turned the shit out of me and made me horny, he felt like a sex bomb and more confident. as if i clicked a button in him he forgot everything. suddenly as we were sitting next to each other with no alert he grabbed my head furiously and put it on his dick. and said with a dominant tone, suck that big meat boi, i said ok. he slapped me on my face and yes sir ! do u understand ?i nodded and. Her long fingernails were painted with glossy red nailpolish matching her lipstick. She looked like a Madame straight out of a saddo-masochist dungeon. She looked magnificent.Dumbfounded; Michele could only utter:“You’re wearing my corset.”“I borrowed it,” Jennifer replied.She smiled and went on.“I borrowed this too!”Jennifer tugged on a stocking she was holding tightly in one hand. She held the stocking by the welt; the rest of the stocking disappeared behind the door jamb. When she pulled on.