I sat up in the back seat. At least I could call for a tow back home. I woke later that day, naked in the back seat of my car with no idea how I got there. “Oh my god. The sounds coming from his bedroom left no doubt about what he was doing. The belt had been swung upward between my legs landing solidly on my pussy lips. After I had cleaned the last cock with my mouth Kevin asked me, “So you still like the idea of being a fuck slave?”
I looked up at him, still on my knees with a cock inches from my face. “I want to see if you and Tyrone can finish what you was doin’ in the car.”
Before I even got on the mattress the stink hit me. It started innocently enough. I was so wet that I could feel my juices splash the insides of my thighs when the belt hit my tender cunt.
