She didn't fight for abstract causes; she fought for real people with real problems.Leaving the Mercedes in the garage, she jumped into her F150 truck... Of course, it was the Lariat version with the leather seats and upgraded sound system. There's no need for a girl to suffer just because she's goin' country!She grinned as she remembered when they bought the truck. Daniel proclaimed, "You have ta have the right tool to do the job right!" In his mind, that translated into a truck for Country. I rubbed the thigh and ass bit of the tights that was rather stretched from being worn, all along my shaft and it felt so good, I was imagining her in them and giving me a foot job and moments later I exploded in the tights and pretty much added more cum to them. I made sure to wrap it up and threw them away in my trash bag and continued cleaning the room… It completely made my day and I couldn’t stop thinking about what I just did and all those fantasies just playing through my head. I knew I. Komal. Nahi janu mairi choot phat jaigi or mai pregnent hojaogi.Me. Aray aise kese phat jaigi mai aram se daloga na.Komal. Acha theek hai dalain.Me. Aap fingering karo mai muth marta hoon.Komal. Hmm aahhh ohh aram se janu bht barra hai.Me. Hmmm bht tite choot hai apki aahKomal. Aahhh ohhh hmmmmaaaaaaaaaaahhhMe. Meri ek bat manogi kaho.Komal. G kahain.Me: Promise karo manogi?Komal. G promise manogi.Me. Next week mere ghar per koi nahi hoga aap mere ghar aogi n hum kuch nahi karenge bas oral. As Victoria pulled her panties up the lift bell sounded again. She turned to look. In a sign of defiance, and to show him he wasn’t completely in charge, she stood her ground. Two older gentlemen got out the lift and walked past looking embarrassed.Victoria felt empowered; she had never done anything like that before. She looked at Graham and smiled at him and returned to the room.Back on the bed, Victoria reflected on what she had just done. She never in her wildest dreams thought she would be.