I was spun on my back, and frantic fingers, minus the wedding ring, tore at my trousers and pants, pulling them down to my knees. I winced part in pai...n from the whipping, and part in pleasure as she jerked my cock rapidly. ‘Your mouth would be a treat,’ I hissed, due to the pain of being on my back. ‘I’m not a fucking slut,’ she spat, and then slapped my face. Neither her words nor her stinging slap did I understand. No, not a slut, who took of her wedding ring then, and did that make what she. " Well, uhm...I'm going into my junior year at school, I am a major nerd, and I love reading..." He listened captivated on my every word. Over the next ten minutes I unraveled the story of my life from my mother's business to my dad working overseas to my brother's insanity and my bullied childhood. My phone buzzed again. It was my master."Who is that?" he questioned, appearing agitated that I had stopped talking."Nobody just a friend." I quickly replied that I was going out and talk to him. “He likes it!” exclaimed the man. “Let’s see if he enjoys the ride.”With that the other two men pulled Tracey backwards off his feet and forced him down on the trailer hitch of the Jeep. The Jeep sat high off the sand and the shaft of the trailer hitch mount extended several inches out from the frame. With his back against the tailgate of the Jeep, Tracey’s anus lined up with the hitch ball. Hands pushed down on his shoulders and the greased ball slid painfully into his ass. He tried to pull. Com kar rhi thi and shaadi shuda thi ye mujhe usne bataya to baat aisi hai ki uss time hum Dono ke paper aane wale the toh humne decide kiya ki mere flat me saath me padai karenge kyunki mai flat me akela rehta hu toh koi tension nahi thi.Ab decided time pe wo aai and Maine uska welcome kiya and hum padne baith gaye mere Mann me to laddoo fut rae the par wo response nhi de rhi thi and apni padai me lagi thi Maine fir ek trick ki maine usse pucha ki aap drink karte ho kya usne mana kar diya.