After a few moments, I made a final thrust and let my juices go into her throat. She gagged a little, but she managed to swallow everything. I pulle... out of her throat but remained in her mouth while she attentively cleaned me with her tongue. When I had had enough of that, I pulled out of her mouth and helped her to her feet.?That was extremely pleasing. Keep that up and your time here will be much easier going.?From what little I could see of her face under the large gag and blindfold, I. The driver was another naked woman with very small breasts and a round face framed by dark brown hair. Harmony was her name—just Harmony, not Miss Harmony."Seat belt, Scott," Miss Krystal commanded. She had to help me—I didn't know how to put it on. Perhaps I had never learned. "Only 13% of Americans wear seat belts in their automobiles." Ma'am, how do we know?" I asked. "Is there some seatbelt meter attached to the car?" Ooo, cheeky!" Harmony cooed. "Anti-authoritarian, too. No wonder why you. I just felt that if I saw in the appointment book that Peter had scheduled to be out all next Friday that would be a confirmation that he was going to make love with Katrina. She now had a name. Katrina! I showered fast, but still cleaned and preened my body. All I knew to do was to be ready for anything and my plan was still to hurt Peter. Even though I had challenged that notion, the text message had put me back comfortably into rage. I was doing everything in my power to not get wildly. ”Maureen had noticed the bulge in his pocket, but hadn’t thought much about it.Cal reached in his pants and pulled out a small box; a jewelry box. It wasn’t wrapped so everyone could clearly see the name of the merchant on top; only the most prestigious jewelry store in town, “I got this for you.” He handed it to Maureen.The place was silent; dead silent. Cal had bought Maureen a present.One of the girls said, “Open it Maureen. Let’s see what it is.”The smart guy said, “I bet it’s a piece of.