She’s really in pain, so I take my cock out, and starts tit fucking her. And then he comes, but I still haven’t come. So, I put it in her mouth, a...nd make her give me a blowjob. Now we’re almost late, so the driver starts the car, and we leave, me still fucking her mouth. Finally, I come and I hurriedly dress her, and then I see her torn bra. So, I give it to the driver, god knows what he did with it, and puts on her a miniskirt and tank top. And then the driver turns to me and tells me (because. She smiled that sweet smile and I saw a hint of a blush come across her cheeks. “Umm,” she started softly, “uhh, I have a confession to make.” My mind raced, but I retained my outward composure. Her softness made me come to life with my typical firmness. “What could you have done that needs confession?” “Well, I have this....thing,” she said. By now she was really blushing; her eyes turned downward away from mine, and I reached out and put my hand on her cheek. I immediately thought she would. After that we slept for an hour and got freshened up. He didn’t allow me to wear anything and his 8”long dick was as erect as iron bar. I started playing with it and his one finger was on my clit and another inside my cunt. I was getting hot and ready for another fuckHe said all these times we were pretending that you are getting fucked by my friends and others why not try it for real , here no one will come to know as this is a foreign country then only I come to know his real intentions for. "I say let's string 'em up by their figurative balls!" exclaimed the skinny guy who went by the name of Dick Weed, one of the affected authors in the room. "Not their literal balls, not even their conceptual nuts, but merely their figurative ones. Although, for some reason, I kind of think that the culprit is a woman," he reasoned, to himself as much as anyone. He looked around the room to see the others with somewhat puzzled looks on their faces."Wait a minute, Weed. I've gotten sniped a bit.