“Not talking to that dingleberry will not bother me at all.”I turned to my partner, and shrugged. Doug ventured, “Guess he doesn’t like black ...folks much, eh?”“I wonder if that might prove to be some kind of handicap, in a city with a black mayor, black city council, and mostly black residents.” I took a breath. “That big talking, cock sucking piece of shit has never met Kathy, couldn’t pick her out of a lineup, and presumes to judge her.”Doug’s dark eyes narrowed. “Hey, partner! Don’t start. My hand strokes your leg, enjoying the feel of you. My tongue reaches your bush and burrows through it, finding the little bud of your clitoris. You grab my hair with your hand, and say my name…Annie, oh yes Annie… I circle your clit with my tongue, tempting it out of its little nest of flesh. – Oh Annie, Annie, my darling…that’s so good…so good. My need is to taste you, my darling. Just the tip of my tongue touches your slit. I can feel the warmth of your thighs and of the place between them.. I cried out this time not from pain but pleasure. There was the bastard in front of me again smiling snidely as he held the butt plug agaisnt my pussy lips. My little cocklit hard and throbbing from the stimulation. The plug stopped throbbing for the moment and it was glass with a metalic strip in it. It was also fucking huge. “That ain't going to fit.” I said laughing at him. “Oh it will fucking fit bitch.” He snarled at me as he applied some lube to it. “It will fit and you will take all of. The sudden swerve of the SUV alerted him to the fact that he had nodded off and he was barely able to avoid leaving the highway. The fact that it was now 04.10 meant that there was little traffic and that probably saved his life. The fright kept him awake long enough to find a place to fill himself up with more coffee before continuing.He reached Baton Rouge just after lunch and booked into a Marriott this time — using the same Holiday Inn as last time might have been a risk. He worked out how.