Of course, Lisa had no clue what they were asking.When they brought her into the room, the five men sitting at the table all cheered and clapped. They...were playing poker.What Lisa thought was exercise equipment was actually a fuck machine. It was like being strapped down in a gynecology chair that had been turned upside down. Her main support was a padded bar at her waist. Her legs and feet were securely strapped in with her knees spread wide. Her wrists were also secured and pulled to each. When he answered i tried to sound panicked and let him know that when i went to go to the store i noticed my tire was flat. He tried to talk me through the steps of filling it up myself, he didnt want to make the trip here just to put air in a tire.. I guess he didnt realize i knew damn when how to put air in a tire and he was in for alot more than just putting air in a tire. As he talked through the steps i just sat on a stool and pretended to follow his steps. Finally i just said “its not. I don't want Tommy to find out that his father is a cock sucker. And by the way, you should just call me Ed if I’m going to continue sucking your big cock.”Then Jeff smiled and said, “I’m happy to hear that you want more of our cocks, Ed, but we need to think of a way to keep you anonymous. Maybe we could use an old shed that is near the creek path in the thick woods and only about three hundred yards from the school. It was used years ago for park maintenance, but has fallen into disrepair. Without thinking, he reached out and took her in his arms and as she dissolved into tears against his chest, he tried to come up with a solution. He was acutely aware of firm breasts pressed into his ribs. She was about a head shorter than him – her cheek nestled just at his shoulder and he could rest his chin on the top of her hair. The scent of her hair, the feel of her face pressed into his chest, the soft-firm roundness of her breasts, all conspired to make him aware of his own anatomy..