He didnt have a condom on and i knew the two taxi drivers were watching...i hesitated.."come on you fucking slut put it in!!!".... i pushed back again...t him and felt his cock slide into me...."oh fucking hell yes...you little whore !"he started bucking into my ass...i was trying not to move too much... i dont know why i was trying not to let the taxi drivers know this guy was actually fucking my ass in a doorway!!..i am pretty sure they knew exactly what was going on...."oh god i am sure they. Donald opened the door so I could enter. I got confused again. I had noidea how would I put that huge dress hemline and all underskirts insidethe car. Finally I decided to sit down with the feet outside the car, toretrieve them later. Before I could do this a lady, the same which hadbeen at the altar (and concluded she was my bridesmaid), helped me putmy feet and the tail of the dress inside the car. Donald entered at theother side and took my hand again. It seemed that he believed I wouldflee. Disobeying his orders mattered, mattered seriously. The first few days after the statement, she figured that it wouldn’t matter too much; she would show Jonathan the check which had cleared since. As his absence lengthened, though, her picture of the scene darkened. And, as his absence lengthened, she missed him more and more. She felt totally abandoned. Finally, she called a number she’d promised herself never to call again.As usual, she got a recording. “Master, this is slut 273. I beg for an. “You’re amazing. But, wanna know what this birthday boy wants?”“What does uncle want besides being fucked?”“I don’t want to fuck right now. I want to go to bed knowing my son got laid.”It took me a minute but then I smiled.“Do you think he’d go for that?” I ask as if I don’t already know.“Look at you, you’re gorgeous, he’s a horny boy, yes. He’ll definitely go for it. Go seduce him on the couch. I wanna watch.”I nod and put the lingerie back on. Then slide on a hoodie and some shorts to hide my.