This is Rahul again. This is my second story on ISS after ‘My luck in massage parlour.’ I received an overwhelming response, and expecting to get ...ven better for this one. If you like the story, do let me know on my email ID: . Any corrections or suggestions are also welcomed. This story is first read by the girl I am going to talk about. Post reading response was a day spent without my cloths in her bedroom with her!When I changed my house a couple of month back, I did not notice that. My Escalade it bone stock.When I got the garage buttoned up, I popped the back door on the truck, and made sure everything was clean and ready. My pen is just how I left it, spotless and ready. It's made to fit directly under the apron Cadillac uses to cover your store bought goods and discourage thievery.That truck and I have a history. My work is illicit to say the least. Very little of what I do is remotely legal. Of course it's amazing how as long as I don't get caught red-handed, and I. She came back from my bedroom 10-15 minutes later with a low cut black shirt that showed her big breasts and sexy cleavage. Her skirt was tight and short that managed to outlined her ass and was topped off by a very sexy pair of fuck me heels. She seemed really ready to go and excited to figure this out. She asked questions the entire way to this sex shop. I told her to calm down and she’d figure it out when we got there. After driving for about 5 minutes I was already really hard thinking. ..see I told you they would come now I have to share my booty with my guards to make them happy...' I could not keep my lips clenched as Omagelia powerfully slid his gigantic tool back and forth in my anus. My lips painfully stretched around the massive member as the guard begin to move his hips back and forth. Tears streamed from my eyes as I endued the horrific pain from my anus and the degrading fellatio I was made to give. I tried to let go of the chairs arm and push the guard away but had.