Oh... So tight! She's screaming and sobbing, but that just adds fuel to my fire of pleasure. I pump and pump, her ass squeezing and milking my cock. E...ventually, when I'm on the brink of cumming, I slow down. I slip on a condom and slather it with horse lithium. It'll make her ass burn and she'll probably pass out, but it makes her muscles milk my cock and it feels so good! I tie her up again, similarly to the crotchrope. I thread the rope through an eye hook at the bottom of her dildo, then. "I do like it that a important man like Mista Gantner is takin' a interest in me," I tol' her. "It's jus that havin' to let him see me naked is so embarrassin'." I know it is, chil'," Mama said. "But you gotta do it anyhow. It ain't like you gonna be alone wit' him. I's gonna be there wit' you the whole time. An' you ain't gotta worry 'bout him doin' nothin' to you, neither. He knows you is too young fo' that. I be takin' care o' his needs, not you." What do you mean?" I asked her."You know. But this new man put his phone in a weird-looking plastic bag, rolled the bag, and placed it on top of the table.“Aamir, I’d like you to meet–.”“I know who he is,” Aamir said, interrupting Rashid as he sat at their table.Aamir put his face forward. “You’re Saeed, the new commissioner,” he said in a low voice to the new man.The new man smiled and looked at Rashid. “Damn, this boy is smart,” he said in a low voice, looking back at Aamir. Aamir sat back on his chair.“How did you know it was me,. I held tightly to the magazine in my hand, already having decided they'd have to pry it from my fingers before I would let go, and held my breath. We listened with bat like intensity to the agonizingly slow ritual of the person emptying the contents of their trunk, tossing their bundled waste into the trailer.We remained cautiously concealed under the musty smell of old newspapers long after the car pulled away, not daring to push our luck, before deciding the coast was clear."I think we better.