Karen lied to Greg, saying she was eighteen when questioned about her younger looking age.Karen’s co-workers were reluctant to do very much sucking ...n the stripper’s cock, but her close-knit group of women were eager for all the cock they could get. Angie was almost beyond control, alternating on all three.Skirts were now pulled up, exposing her girls’ bare pussies. They didn’t care what Karen’s co-workers thought as they began to finger the other.“Okay, girls, who haven’t sucked on all three. She kept fisting and fucking me for a while, my merciful screams ignored. Her eyes bored into mine and she kept on uttering words at me, pinning me down by the throat. Finally she stopped and I stood up. 'Lie on the bed,' She said, as she directed me, making my head hang over the edge. She fisted me again, pinning my legs back as I sucked her dirty cock. I tried to get her off, but to no avail, she just kept fisting me and thrusting her cock into my mouth. I felt it then, as she pulled her fist. ? Sheclung to the memory of that one gentle encounter with her captor.? It had only been a drink of water and asingle soft, chaste kiss.? But it hadbeen the only sign of kindness she?d felt in this place.? It gave her hope.? Hope that he might return and perhaps evenspeak to her.? She allowed herselffantasies of having long conversations with this faceless man.? Of him even removing her blindfold andallowing her to look around, to see his face. Thesefantasies were tempered, though, by her. He told Maryanne to get out, saying they would go into the woods next to the parking lot. I wasn't invited, not that I had expected to be.Dave was carrying a folded blanket, and holding hands, they disappeared into the shrubbery. A few minutes later I was unable to suppress my urge to follow them. My voyeuristic nature was fully awakened.Quietly I took the same path into the thick growth they had taken. They hadn't gone far at all. I heard the sounds of their lovemaking before I saw them. I got.