Bob thought should I gas the car and try to make a run for it, or should I play along with them and see what happens.Bob being the submissive guy that...he is he opened the doors and allowed the large black men to enter his car, they soon leaned over and started to grope and squeeze Carla's body, as drunk as she was, this soon had her wide awake and wondering what was going on, before she knew it the two men pulled her up and over the top of the seats and into the back of the car.Bob adjusted his. The last steps of my femininity were almost complete. I had fantasied about a man taking and owning my ass for what seemed like such a long time, but having James behind me with this swing cock, licking my puckering star had my little clitty leaking. I was moaning so loud as James pried my ass cheeks apart and eat my little asshole like it was his last meal. His wet tongue darted in and out, then licked around my hole. Next, I hear him spit directly on my sissy cunt. I listened and obeyed. -I couldn't control the market Becca, come on --No.-Becca... -I just want to see Mathews. Nothing else.-I usually do more. The price will have to be the same otherwise I can't --Whatever, fine. The price is the price. Do only what I have told you. No more, no less.--I never do less than the full job.-I'm sorry to be the one to give this to you. It's always hard.-Here's your fee Mathews, and don't feel bad, its not your fault.-Will you need anything else?-Not that I can think of, but I'll. ” He nodded, “I made it 34,” then he pointed to his knee she knew the form; she knelt and then lay over his lap. “34 minutes late that`s 34 blows.” She felt very relieved when his hand descended, he had been know to use his came to good effect and 34 punishment strokes would have somewhat made sitting at work on Monday a chore. Her mind became focused as his sharp command to “COUNT” rang round the big kitchen. And count she did, clearly at first after each ringing slap, her arse becoming.