He continued molesting me, groping my tits harder before he started playing with my nipple. I knew I didn’t have a choice. Tears rolled down my face as I bent down to my knees. I had driven passed this place sometimes with my dad. Wilson chuckled, and assured that he would call him when we were done. I gulped before reaching down to the bottom of my top and lifting it above my teen tits, baring them to this strange man sitting in the driver’s seat of the cab. Could I really tell Dr. I continued to ride him as I was bent over to suck the cock of another doctor who was standing beside him. He made me have sex with the principal and even the janitor!”
This was coming out uncontrollably now
“The Dr. I pushed away from him, just to be pulled into another table, where three drunk men sat. DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism.
