I can't," she protested weakly, as he released one hand from her chin."Oh, yes you will! You done just fine back there at your daddy's camp. Fucked li...e a whore, like ya been fuckin' all yore life. Now come on and skin it back for me!"The old man grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his huge blood-filled cock, skinning it back so that the entire length of the red-fleshed head was only partially visible. It popped out from the thick foreskin a scant few inches from the helplessly kneeling. I spent a few minutes watching as he checked the place over, before heading to the bar, taking a seat and ordering his drink.I casually walk into the bar and straight up to Damien’s bar stool. Like the gentleman I imagined he would be, he stands up as I approach – though I don’t miss the way his eyes roam over me with a glint – before he leans in to kiss me on the cheek reminding me of just how tall he is compared with myself.We move from the bar to a small table opting to sit in the comfy. Just outside the door, Ashley stopped and just let out a yell of anger and frustration. She pushed me against the door to the bedroom and kissed me fiercely and passionately. Her tight, young body grinding against mine, my hands explored her clothed form and her hair as I struggled to breathe and kiss this crazy, hot chick at the same time. She broke the kiss and slammed the door open.She proceeded to push me on to the bed. With a roar she pulled off my sweat pants to reveal my fully erect 7. She was even having a hard time recalling her name. Through her haze she realized that she must have been spotted. Her cover was blown and Freddie was trying to subjugate her.A man she didn't recognize sat down beside her. She could feel that she was supposed to find him irresistibly attractive. She struggled to think of what to do and in desperation she decided to play along until she could think clearly again. With great effort. She kept her face expressionless."Wow, you're fucking hot..