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She startedto plead with me not to put it back in. I told her unless sheis in arms reach of me she will remain gagged. With a frownshe acknowledged an... opened her mouth. Once again I strappedon the gag and she made her way to do the dishes. She washedthe dishes and then came back into the room where I was sittingon the couch. Kneeling at my feet she mumbled to me askingif I would not un-gag her. I did and explained to her it wastime for to make her call. Jennifer asked me what phone. I kept it up for a few more minutes and then started to make my way down her belly to the top of her dress, which was pulled down to her waist.I reached up her leg to her crotch and she put her hand down to stop me. “Oh, you are a naughty man, if you want to do dat, you will half to pay.” Here we go I thought. “How much?” “Only 500 more, then we can do everything.”I would have sold the farm at that point, so I got my wallet out and gave her the money. She smiled and said “You’ll see, you will. As we walked, the man would look back at me to make sure I was following. The older man kept walking until he came to the closest subdivision, which was under construction. He chose a vacant house and went inside the garage. Now I was scared to death, and I thought, had this man tricked to have me arrested? Even though I had sucked a lot of guys at a local park before, not being in my normal location had me very nervous. The man just stood in the garage as I walked closer to him.He called. Then, sucking on them as his tongue licked across them back and forth. He licked the very tip of the nipple as he held it in his mouth between his lips. I held his head to my chest as he moved from one breast to the other and then back again. His lips were making me extremely wet between my legs as my wet pussy continued to tingle. My pussy lips were now fully swollen! There was a tingling directly in my clit too. I knew that that feeling would only grow as he continued to work on my breasts..
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