“No way…” Stephanie muttered in disbelief. She was beginning to realize that she had grossly underestimated the young Falcone and had fallen int... a meticulously planned trap. ‘Oh man… I hope Barbs isn’t too mad at me for turning my transmitter off and comes looking for me…' Stephanie thought to herself as she found herself surrounded by the four thugs left standing and the Falcone. “Put your weapons away. This bitch is mine.” Markus ordered as he began to make his way towards the heroine.. She pulled my hand from myside and put it on her knee, then pushed it up higher.I could feel her smooth thighs and the warmth of hercrotch as she pressed my hand up under her bath robeagainst her pubic bush.I gently moved my finger against her pussy, feeling thedowny hairs beneath my fingers. At the same time, shewas rubbing the outline of my hard cock through mypants. I felt her fingers on my zipper.“Take off your clothes, Gary,” she murmured. “I want totake some more. Bring plenty of rubbers, these guys are gonna want to fuck her again and again. I’d bring a towel as well, you’re probably gonna want to wipe her down before she gets back in the car!”We parked up a little after 11.00, Kim was just wearing what I liked to call her “whore outfit” of lacy red underwear, black hold-ups and knee high black boots, long red hair tied back to keep it out of the way. I glanced over my shoulder at her, sat in the back seat, beautiful and sexy, my wife about to get. It was big, maybe a good seven inches or more, if that, and a little thicker than others she'd had stuffed in her tight cunt in the past.She grabbed hold of it with one hand, gripped tight and squeezed a little."Oww!" he called out in pain, as she smiled."Oh shut up you little pussy and let me do what I do best" she told him.She began to jerk his cock off, his foreskin peeling back and forth as it exposed the large purple head that was shaped like a mushroom.Jack looked down from his position.