I put down my phone and decided that I couldn’t put it off any longer. “What’s your name?” I asked her sharply. I asked in part to figure out ...ow much the rope was digging into her throat, but also because she’d get this question wrong. It was a way to start.“Tabitha,” she said, her voice sounding a little tight, but not distressingly so.I grabbed her nipples and lifted her tits by them viciously. “Wrong!” I told her. “What’s your name?” I repeated.“T-T-Tabby-Cat!” she gasped, arching her back. ” “Come along.” Sue had begun to move her along and the dildos began towork their magic again. In just a few steps she began tofind it hard to concentrate on what Traci was saying. Traciwas looking at her and from the trembles rippling throughher, realized that she was very hot and about to come. Sheslipped one hand under her other arm and helped Sue supporther. She’d dreamed about sucking her wonderful boobs andpussy. “Let me help you.” . He told me, "Relax, girl, I am going to take it slow."Slowly he eased more of his monster into my stretched hole, untilI begged him to put it all in. He pulled almost all the all theway out, and then with a push slid all the way into me so hisballs were resting on my ass. I yelped, and he told me to relax,and push out like I was going to the bathroom. He started toslowly move back and forth, and the feeling was incredible. I wasbeing fucked, on my back, like a woman. My cock was instantlyhard. I concentrated on driving and tried to keep my mind as devoid of thought as possible. It didn’t work, of course. Images of Del’s face sporting a goofy grin that seemed to say “Ha, I got away with it” played across my field of vision. No matter that he’d actually appeared genuinely contrite about the whole situation. Yes, he’d shown remorse over the accident and yes, he seemed ashamed that a failed justice system had him back on the streets, but the long and short of it was he’d got away with.