She mutters, "Please sir, can we stop for a minute". He stepped in front of her and stuck his dick in her mouth. Normally she would wrap her hands aro...und the base to stroke it as she sucked, but cant this time because the way she is tied. He starts fucking her mouth deep to her throat and she tries not to gag. He keeps pumping her ass with the toy that has it stretched out completly now. It still hurt a little, but in a way that makes her keep cumming. She is gasping for breath from repeated. As she looked at herself, Marie also saw the dress that she was wearing. This made her cry even more because she knew that she would never be able to wear that dress again. The dress would make her remember that afternoon of humiliation, and she knew that she could never bear to wear the dress that would be forever associated in her mind with that meeting.But first, she had to try to clean herself and think of what she was going to say to Jane.The shower washed away the remnants of the cum and. He found out he would have to get off of Interstate 10 and follow Interstate 25 north to Albuquerque. So Tuck followed to highway signs and took the north exit on I-24 toward Albuquerque. It was quite a long drive almost 300 miles and it was well into the afternoon when Tuck found himself approaching the city of Albuquerque.Finally Tuck found a good place to pull over grab a bite to eat and fill up with gas. He retrieved his cell phone and turned it on for the first time since he had left. He still cared about me dearly however, because I was their son. Because of his old age, he wasn't able to run the Inn alone anymore. I helped him run it until something happened. One day, as I was changing the bed sheets of room three, I heard an someone outside yell "They're coming!". I had no idea who this "they" were, so I ran downstairs to ask what was happening. I saw Thet grabbing a sword from the shed, as I asked."It's Gillian Backwater. He's the leader of the Black Ogres." Thet.