She had watched when Manual had kicked her father and knocked him over. She had watched him as he tightened his finger on the finger, thinking her lif... would be over if her dad died.Dakota remembered watching in horror and embarrassment as her prim and proper mother slowly began to undress, desperate to strike some bargain with their kidnappers. Dakota was horrified to see what her mother had been subjected to; "Cocksucker." She had heard the term in viscous and malicious context hurled among. I still had some of his cum in my mouth as I worked my way round to hishole. I licked his sweaty nuts and perineum until I reached his hairylittle hole. Keeping the cum in my mouth was quite the feat as I startedto rim his little bud. But he yielded quite quickly and I was actuallyable to blow the remaining cum into his open love channel. He would belubed for my throbbing member now.I turned him and stood up at the same time. Our lips met and we engulfedeach other's faces with tongues. "Gene hesitated but followed her orders. She grabbed the bottle's cork and placed it on the bottle. She held the bottle against her chest crying. She grabbed her car keys and headed off towards the beach.Gene could feel everything rattling inside as she drove. His heart sank knowing what was going to happen next. He knew she was getting rid of him. He wasn't going to stop her because he knew that she was the one with the power.Marissa arrived to a deserted beach and got the bottle that was next. He turned away and pressed his hand against the bulge in his crotch. He heard giggling.“It’s not funny,” he said, smiling in spite of everything. “I could get arrested.”Her giggling erupted into full-blown laughter. Red-faced, he eventually joined her.“What did you hear?” she said, when their laughter quietened down.“I didn’t want to give you a fright. Your back was to me, and then your phone went off.”“Oh, great. So, everything!”“Yeah.”“It was just…my boyfriend.”“I figured.”“Kind of.”“He’s.