"Ready for some cock, slut?" the second guy said while he unzipped himself. He barely gave his friend time to get his hand out of the way before he fo...rced himself into Pat.He began to bang Pat a little too hard for my liking."There, you fucking whore bitch, you like it rough, don't you?"The guys looked decent enough. Clean cut and well dressed, but they were getting too much, so I got out of the car."Wow, wow," the guy with his cock inside Pat said, "We don't want any trouble." We're here for. An erotic charge in the air. I stiffen, fully aroused and engorged now. Something tickling my chest – perhaps a soft nest of pubic hair. I am aware of movement above me and then hear the familiar sound of fingers penetrating a sopping wet pussy. It doesn’t take long for the first spurt of fluid to hit me, the woman’s breathing heavy. Soon another, and another. My face, chest and stomach now drenched. The smell of sex everywhere.It’s not fair – let him see, a voice says, and my blindfold is. The front entrance door was approaching now, surely they didn't expect to take her outside like this!Just as it seemed they did Tracey thought her salvation appeared in the form of the hotel manager who she had previously spoken civilly too stood in front of them baring their way. Her hopes were son dashed though when the manager addressed the men leading her,“Gentlemen, I can assure you that I had no idea she was a runaway, obviously she would not of been allowed to stay at this establishment. "Yes ma'am.... running." His loud laugh slammed into Sam's ear, making her flinch from the sudden volume. "Why... you!!" "Yes, I tricked you. Like a small... something." His ripostes weren't exactly witty. "I thought you were...!" "Were what?" Jon and Samantha had dated once upon a time. Years previously. After a struggle for Jon to grow up and Samantha to calm down, they had finally reconciled to the point where they could laugh and go into hysterics over the slightest thing. Ever since they.