It wasn't hard, but firm and surprisingly soft, and very large as well. The device was quickly pressed behind my teeth, depressing my tongue so that m... mouth seemed filled completely with it. My protests were immediately muted and muffled and I could breathe only through my nose as the gag was tightened and buckled behind my head. Being bound and gagged like I was filled me with a strange sense of claustrophobia, although I was standing in the center of the wide open stage.I felt my heart. I responded to his actions and was moaning softly, which was easily being heard by the cabbie. He, too, was getting a hard-on while driving and was enjoying the show through the rearview mirror. He was driving the vehicle slowly. He was constantly gazing either from the mirror or sometimes even turning back and licking his lips. Ali saw him adjusting his pants. He understood the cabbie too wanted to enjoy me. Something evil struck in his mind.He knew the route back home was a. I kept looking her up and down when she was laughing, I just couldn’t stop myself from admiring her body.Eventually she got up from her bed and started undressing. My panties instantly moistened to the view of her body. The softest brown skin and delicate hands stripped away her shirt then her shorts. She unhooked her bra and held it with one hand as she took out her shower bag…“I’m taking a shower. I feel dirty as hell. You can use it after me, okay?” she told me.I was caught up in her waist. Several of us continued engaging the damn Kluckers for several more minutes before we nailed four of the seven and the rest came out with their hands up. Was that all of the hooded mofos, or was this some kind of trick? Or, like many other terrorists and bullies, were they simply cowards who couldn’t take even minor resistance without backing off or backing down? Well, I supposed that we were about to find out.“Don’t shoot ... we surrender!” one of the last three put up his hands as Tara ripped.