I shuddered and stifled a soft moan as he smiled and insisted, ?Oh you are full. The crowd will like watching you get milked.? I blushed as he asked, ...?How long since you were bred bitch??I licked my lips and confessed, ?About six months, my husband was killed in a car crash and I lost the baby.?His dark eyes met mine and he nodded before asking, ?You read over the release form???Yes and I agree to the terms as written.? I replied soberly. The man pointed to the table and I moved across the room. I did as I was told, again trying to be as smooth as possible. My eyes locked on Kerry’s as I turned back toward him, catching him clearly having scanned me down and back up. “Again,” he stated. I obeyed again, this time a little more fluidly and with a little bit more of a “runway” flourish. “Very nice,” Kerry intoned, “veeeerrrry nice.” I stopped my pirouette and looked at him for my next instruction. But Kerry was in no hurry, just leaning against the desk, his legs crossed in all his. "I've just left my mother and she looks like a whore, dressed the way she is." "She chose to wear it Sandra, not me. Your mother wears what she wants. I don't tell her what to wear." "Bullshit. She never used to dress that way until you showed up." "She had no one to dress that way for Sandra. You saw to that by telling her she'd never find anyone who'd find her attractive enough to want her." "Why, you bastard. I was doing it to prevent her being used." "You were doing it to keep her. He slaps Rebecca’s ass and she gasps. “Goddamn! You’ve got one firm ass.” He smacks it again and then slides his fingers along her hips. She can feel his fingertips slightly rubbing against her back door before moving down to tickle her swollen, sodden lips. He looks up in the mirror at the other man. “Have a seat. Leave the door open.”What the fuck! What is he trying to do? If anyone outside sees me! They will see her naked ass, her pussy drenched in her juices that are pouring down on her.