"Suck it. Suck it like you sucked your hubby's cock," he ordered, his breath smelling of beer. "We watched you do it, and I know you can do the same f...or me. Skeet, make her do it." Skeeter pulled out his own knife and held it against her neck. "Suck me, I said," and with that order from Damon, Rose proceeded to tease his cock with her tounge before going down. Skeeter and the other guy had their hands on the back of her head, and forcibly pushed it farther down on Damon's manhood.I was in shock. She had totally forgotten this was Monday, andthat Mr. Taylor brought over his receipts every Monday night for Vanessa toenter in his books. That was her job and what he paid her for. And now here shewas dressed like an absolute whore, smoking and drinking in her mother?skitchen. ?He stared at her and she stared back,horrified.He looked at her. He looked at the bottle of whiskey. He looked at thecigarette. "Vanessa? God, what?s going on here?" Oh my gosh! Mr. Taylor! I?m so sorry. I forgot you. Suddenly, he took hold of me by my hips and somehow managed to flip me on to my stomach. Nick then lay on top of me with his full body weight. He kissed the nape of my neck then grunted in my ear “Pantyhose boy is Wolf man’s captive, try and move.” I attempted to move but could not. He basically had me pinned as if in a wrestling hold. Not that it bothered me, in fact I loved it. The warmth of Nick’s body lying on top of me was a major turn on. I could feel the heat of his passion in his groin. Mandy looked at me, and her expression told me that she was well aware what might have occurred.“And are you ready to go home, babe?” Mandy asked me. I nodded, and I already knew that Mandy would unlock me tonight and that she would then tell me all about her little romp with Matt as my little cock slid into her deep, still moist pussy. I was still tingling.Mandy asked me to call for a cab as she and Christine sat talking. The cab was tooting a few minutes later, and we bade Christine.