You watch her as her pupils seem to dialate with excitement. God, she's sexy, you think, as her mouth gets closer and closer to the head of your pulsi...g cock . . .I press my moist lips to the very tip of your swelling cock head. My lips purse and give the head a soft kiss. A mild moan exhales from your parted lips. I pulse my tongue around the little hole on top, slurping up the globs or precum. "Mmmm, god, baby I have missed your taste," I say as I lick my lips, covering them with your juice,. “Let’s go.”“Answer me,” she insisted, her eyes radiating seriousness.“Talking doesn’t change anything,” he said, getting annoyed himself. “Can we just go? Walking with you always makes me late.”“Well, sorry for not having freakish long legs, Salty McStilt-Strider. So, he hits you,” Emily decided. “‘Till you’re eighteen, that’s child abuse. Hell, even after eighteen, that’s what, domestic violence? We can call the cops.”“I didn’t say he did anything. And I’m not randomly getting cops. I never asked why they hated women. They did say it was always better when they could torture an attractive woman.Gail arrive at my apartment as instructed and was dressed as the men had directed. They voiced their approval and left with Gail. I never did tell Gail what could be coming. I thought it would be better to surprise her however unpleasant it would be for her. Again everything was being videoed. They took Gail out of town to a farm. It was not a working farm but had several out. "I don't think you look old enough to be their father," a third voicesaid. Carlos spun around, and saw that man standing a few feet from him,while a fourth man was nearer the road, on a cell phone. All four menwere dressed identically, with navy t-shirts and beige trousers."They work for me, smartass," Carlos retorted. "I'm taking them backwith me." I believe they have all quit," Jason said. "They no longer work foryou."The men argued for a few more minutes and suddenly the door opened. "Gohome.