He will track you down. All of you!" She tried to sound brave and fearless, but failed miserably. "We picked you simply because we can, and with a bod...y like yours we look forward to enjoy it. Inside and out." The guys enjoyed themselves and threw crude remarks at her. Mickey took a firm grip around her breasts and squeezed through the fabric of her shirt.. A tear betrayed her and found her way down her cheek underneath the blindfold. Mickey whispered scornfully in her ear: ?Believe me, cunt. No. So, she won’t ask. As to a recommendation who better than a girl who hurt you and still thinks you are a nice guy?”“Ok; you got a recommendation. You also know about my commitment feelings; not issues; feelings. So, knowing them, do you still want me to go with you?” I asked.“Yes, I want to go with you. I want to know the guy who is able to commit and who is not an asshole only looking for a notch on his bedpost”“Ok, when are you picking me up?”“Me; pick you up? I was under the impression that. At least I thought thats what I thought I heard him say. He was eating my pussy like a man possessed. Knowing precisely how to get me off, he worked his fingers inside me and he started rubbing my spot. Now, Im a strong woman. I need to be in control most of the time. In that moment, in that passionate exchange, I had no control over the orgasm that was threatening to overtake my entire being, to consume me from the inside out. I exploded in his mouth, coating him with my juices. As I lay. After the cleaning they hoist her up by her feet, legs spread. And then played a little game with her, called “what’s in your pussy, bitch” they took turns shoving things in side her and she had to guess what, a beer bottle, a Ball-peen Hammer, a wire brush, a brick, a dead mouse (that was the hardest to guess), and then some fire-works, after a time they must have gotten bored because they stopped and left her just hanging there, with a burnt out Roman Candle in her cunt. She had heard them.