Are you folks the friends of Samantha Ramirez, Julie Sweener, and Robert Taylor?"Sandy, who'd had the most time to absorb the shock of Bobby's death, ...eplied simply, "Yes." The others just stared at him bleakly."I have some news for you. I don't want you all to over react, because the investigation is continuing. Nothing is confirmed yet," he cautioned.They all looked at him with just a bit more energy."The investigators at the scene have a lot to go through at the crash site. But one thing. I knew you wanted it," Randy said almost gleefully. "Now, remember our deal. I own your ass for the rest of the day. You'll do anything I ask, and the first thing is I want you to tell me how much how want to suck my cock," Randy instructed.I knew I was defeated. There was no use in defying him any longer. "I want to suck your cock," I said meekly."You want this boy?" Randy asked as he grasped his hard on and held it in my direction. "Crawl over here and suck it, show me how bad you want this. " his voice trailed off."Damn, T you got another white boy to suck that dick of yours? You be a sick man, yo"I could feel my face redden and Terrence lifting my head off his black cock so the girl could get a look at me. She was leaning out her side of the car to get a better view. I could feel the drool running down my chin and my face heating up even more from the humiliation."Oh don't let me interrupt, queer boy, you get your sissy ass back to work. You should be proud T lets you suck that. She twisted and played with her own nipples. Quickly, I brought her right to the edge. And then she went over. She cried out loudly.“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she kept crying while she came.I looked on the floor to see Kay's reaction, but she was no longer down there. Mona was looking up at me. Her big titties swung wildly while Johnny fucked her like a dog.Now Kay was on the couch taking it all in.She didn't touch herself at all. She just relaxed and watched."You need some more?" I asked.
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