I went on to tell her that we both got so worked up talking about this, that we got really wild in bed that night. I told her the thought of watching ...avid sucking off another guy was a very big fantasy of mine. That’s when the guys yelled into the kitchen to see what was taking so long. Mary just kind of winked at me and then we went back out to the patio. We got back into the game and this time, I won over David. I couldn’t help but look over at Mary as though I was debating whether to go for. I could feel the head of my dick rubbing against the material of Samantha's skirt."That's bad ass!" Samantha whispered."Yeah!" Her mother agreed. "That's one of my favorite attacks. It does a ton of damage!"I wasn't convinced that's what the girl was talking about. I thought it was more probably that she was impressed with her own ability to make my dick so hard. It was better for us that Samantha's mother was such a video game addict. However, what Samantha did next destroyed whatever comfort. Jason tossed what looked like a gym bag in the bed of the truck, and I tossed him the keys."You drive," I said. "Shifting this beastly machine confounds me."He handily caught the keys with one hand, flashed his boyish grin at me and said, "Good morning."Despite my foul mood, his cheerful attitude pulled a smile from me. "Good morning to you, too."Jason acted the gentleman and opened and closed the passenger door for me. While he walked around and jumped into the driver's seat, I rearranged my. Tears filled my eyes. Finally, I couldnt take it anymore. What will you do to me? I asked. I was surprised by the forcefulness of my voice. The mobster didnt react. He just sat there, staring at me. I didnt know what to do, so I simply stood there and waited. I wanted to cover myself up, but I knew it would be interpreted as a sign of weakness. I couldnt afford to look weak. I wont hurt you, finally said the man. Relief washed through me. Unless youre a bad girl. Bad girls get punished. The.