.. fuck meat. Putting the bitch on the floorboard of the backseat of my truck, I covered the slut with a blanket.Treating myself to another smoke. I s...at on the back seat. My conquest lay on the floor below me, my feet resting on the whore’s shapely, small ass. Mumbling, fearful pleas filled the air. She wiggled and contorted her body, with a pleasing, pointless attempt to free herself. An old collapsible shovel sat on the seat. I grabbed it and opened it, it was a short one, I took hold of it. “here’s the deal. You will drive to the park now and pick me up. I’ll give you today’s dose. Then you will pay for it. Tomorrow i’ll give you more and you can start paying off brian’s loan.” John took charge of the conversation and followed with detailed instructions. “you will wear black lace stockings, your highest heeled red shoes. No panties. No bra. I want your big tits to bounce. Wear a short skirt, not one of your knee length ones. This one must be at least 6” above your knee. If you. The rest of you spread out away from the line of fire." Heads nodded. We donned vests and climbed into the Humvee and rolled out to meet the visitors.When they were a hundred feet away, Myra turned us sideways and stopped. Tom had the machine gun tracking. The people were approaching us on horseback followed by wagons. We could tell it was a mixed sex group though none of the women were armed. David and I stepped out of the Humvee and walked forward. David held up his hand for them to stop.They. I know from experience this can go longer and be much better. Then two strong fingers slide in, and I moan as my butt rises into the air making my crotch more accessible. With the change in pattern I am brought down from the edge and I am grateful. The plunging fingers work my inner muscles with a dexterity that has me quivering. I am hungry for so much more. My masseuse knows where the hunger spots are and works them pulling and kneading until I have one of my low, slow orgasms. The kind that.