. Her vision seemed to narrow for a moment, as though Giuseppe's bulge was the only thing she could see with any clarity. It was a beautiful bulge, th... perfect response to her new outfit. He must be thinking how exciting it would be to peel off her stockings and feel her bare legs wrapped around his back. He must be thinking about slipping his erect thing into her crack, pushing at her inner walls, feeling how fluidly he could stroke in and out because she was so wet.Oh. And she really was.. "Erin's level of understanding was simply astounding, and I was about to comment on that. However, she forestalled that by throwing out a minor bombshell of her own."I have a confession as well," she said deliberately. "When I started working at the casino, I became good friends with a male co-worker. He and I started to talk a lot away from the job, and I used him as a sounding board. Several months ago, he asked me out on a date; not once, but several times. I turned him down each time,. Then, I seen out of the corner of my eye, Brett stepping up on th RED COUCH. I was thinking he was putting his cock closer so Agness could play with his cock. That thought changed as he got farther up. I was wondering how much straining Agness would have to do to suck him as I made dry love to my wife. That thought too was incorrect. Brett stood over Agness but turned toward me. When I was still thinking about how she could get it in her mouth, his cock came right to my mouth. I opened up and. My purse was set on the hood next to my head. The man was rifling it.“A nice neighborhood, bitch… I should go to visit you some time” He said, as he read my driving license. He smiled as he saw Victor’s photo on my cell phone. Then he dropped it back into my purse.Then the bastard placed the knife on the hood, right in front of my face. He yanked again my hair and grunted into my ear:“Now listen. I will fuck that fine ass of yours and you will keep quiet…”There was nothing I could do. Sobbing,.