As he works me up and up, fucks me faster and harder, If you wanna cum there one last thing you have to do he whispers, anything i gasp as well as I c...an. you just have to look he says, I don’t understand until he takes of the blind fold, and I nearly panic as I realize Im not against the wall at all, but the big windows facing the street. the curtains thrown open, I can see the people bellow, walking and talking down on the street. The people in the loft across from us are having some kind of. As my butt sat on the stool I noticed 2 things, firstly the wooden stool seat was cold on my bare butt, and secondly, my skirt was over the back of the stool and up round my waist at the front.Tommy’s eyes were glued to my slit and bald pubes.I looked down at my crotch and was pleased to see my clit resting against the wood of the stool. Another burst of tingling hit my clit and I swear that I saw it swell a little.Ignoring my exposure I waited for a few seconds then spun round so that I was. The driver started laughing. ‘What? What are you fucking laughing at?’ He said as he cocked the small plinker. ‘You. You think that’s gonna scare me into giving you my money? Even more, letting you’re little whore suck my dick? You must be just as stupid as she is!’ The driver said. This infuriated the pimp. ‘Mother fucker! I’m gonna kill you!’ He said. Famous last words. The driver pulled the silenced Beretta up and pulled the trigger, letting a round loose and into the pimps chest. It was so. Patrick pushed her further up the bed, then lowered his body over hers. I wanted to rip my gaze away, cover my eyes with my hands, but something made me watch, frozen to the spot, a desperate sob waiting to tumble over my lips and my body’s betrayal trickling hot and wet down my thighs. “Cassie! Guide my cock into her!” The room seemed to spin for a moment. He didn’t want me to do that? “Get to it!” he growled, and I stepped closer on wooden legs, reached out with one clumsy hand and guided his.