I will see how Brianna plays out tonight and maybe we can start her a new wardrobe tomorrow. Getting dressed, we drive to the alley where she quickly ...etrieves her clothing.“Please, put on your jeans and shirt. Would you like something to eat?”“Sure, where are we going?”“What would you like?”“I am not fussy, whatever you would like.”Since there is a fast food restaurant is on the way to my house, we stop and go to the food court. Brianna orders chips and a burger. I have fries actually I order. Then, you can make your choice." I nodded.Jules said, "My story is different. Mason, put your cock in my ass and fuck me while I tell my story." Mason lay behind her and pushed into her ass. Once he was fully in and had fucked her a couple of strokes, she began her story, "I was born a slave to a slave mother. I have no idea who fathered me. It wasn't important to my mother and I never cared. She was fucked by everyone and was always willing. As far as I know, she still is to this day. She. This is one messed up fantasy life I have David thought as he started to lick and tease her pussy.She was very wet and her lips were puffy and soft. He started to slowly move his tongue up and down between her inner lips, avoiding her clit. The taste was intense, very earthy and salty. He could feel his cock jerk as he became more aroused by her taste and scent.His tongue flicked over her clit several times and moved back to her slit. He teased her like that for a while and she was enjoying. The metallic taste in my mouth was making me ill. Add to that the disturbing coppery smell of the blood that's all over the front seat and is already soaking through the seat of my pants and I'm quickly growing very queasy.I almost had to get out and vomit again. There was blood and brain matter spattered around the quarter sized hole in the driver's window. I hit the switches to lower all the windows. That only helped a little.The culvert in which the SUV came to a stop wasn't deep or muddy. I.