She pulled her head back and twisted her lips in ecstasy. The voyeur was now wanking frantically.My wife knew this was revenge so she gently moved her...finger to the very tip of my dick, which was now soaking in precum. She knew just exactly where to touch and what I needed and gave it to me, slowly, excruciatingly. She slid her index finger, using the precum as lubricant, from the tip down to the frenulum, slowly and rhythmically, never changing speed. I could see her pussy was wet, as it was. ”My eyes welled up with tears. What did I say?
He put a finger up. “One time.”My eyes grew confused and he stood.“One time with you, and I wont cut you from the team.”My heart fell into my stomach and I stood to go. I wouldn't do this. This was suppose to be my escape.He grabbed my arm.“You don't want to go home. You’re bruised at home. I’ll be gentle, and think of how much more time you’ll have to spend at home. I’m in charge of the basketball, and softball team. You’ll never play a school. “What? Hasn’t everyone seen a person cleaning jizz of their face at a highway rest stop” I said. Holly sat in the front passenger’s seat, Sarah behind her, and Jenny in the back. All of us in the van I took us back onto the highway. “Are we there yet?” Holly asked after two minutes on the highway. “I’ll turn this car around” I feigned anger. I heard moans of pleasure from the backseat. Holly turned to look behind us. “That didn’t take long” Holly said to me. Soon enough the van was filled with. That was how I’d gotten her in the chair, of course. I’d found out by experimenting on Carlita that a couple of suggestions would allow a girl to completely and easily suppress the gag-reflex, and even to provide better ‘milking’ action using rhythmic movement of the throat muscles. Carlita’s ‘returning customer’ rate had skyrocketed: and she wasn’t just for guys with the black antebellum servant-girl fantasies anymore. I’d performed this magic on Su Lin and Peggy as well, and had seen similar.