This position was even better because he was putting it in real deep. I wanted more and more of him and I had put my hands on his butt to pull him dee...er. It was awesome. Then we got into doggy and fucked in that position for a really long time.From my experience and his moans I could sense he was building up, and for all who have read my previous stories know that I have a fetish to taste cum, so I quickly got him out and started sucking him. I love tasting my juices from a guys penis, and. There were another two bangingnoises and all of a sudden a balloon surrounded me. For some reason Ithought of the number six, but in a flash, that thought was swallowedup as I struggled to release myself from the belt and the cloyingplastic of the erupted airbag.Eventually I struggled out of the car and I sort of fell onto thepavement landing heavily on my botty. The man was still trying tountangle himself from the seat belt and airbag in a vain attempt to getout of the car as I heard the now. “Chessie, oh Chessie,” the woman cried, rising to meet her, “what have they done to you?”The child stood, head bowed, while the woman tried to open the strap around her neck. She turned to me. “It’s bent closed.”I pried the buckle open with the tip of my blade and the woman took the yoke from the girl and set it aside. “Have they hurt you?” she asked.The girl shook her head, and I noticed clumps of hair stuck together about her face.“Did you have to suck them?” I asked her, lifting her chin so. Plus your humility, also by nature, is exactly what we needed to work with in order to accomplish our goal. It’s hard to imagine anyone else being willing to accept what we did to you, as mentioned before many times, what would be normally considered torture being rewarded with vast of amounts of fucking in strange whole body experiences.[Long, long bunk house sessions of training and making adjustments inside my body, easily could be considered torture but I loved fucking so much]You were thus.