“What’s going on?” she calls out fearfully. Sex “You know, you should be careful about wearing come-fuck-me boots…otherwise, someone might come fuck you.”
With that, he sits on the chair and grabs Stacy’s legs, spreading them as he lowers her toward him over her cries and screams of protest. This is part 2 of a multi-part story. Reaching under her armpits now, he begins lifting Stacy up and down on his cock. He lifts up Stacy’s skirt and lays a solid, demonstrative slap across her right ass cheek, causing her to cry out. Finally, the skirt lowers around Stacy’s sore tush and Duke walks around to face her once more. Stacy starts to squirm, trying desperately to get free of the constraints…but a solid smack across her beautiful, tight ass calms her down instantly. Through her haze,Stacy unwittingly kisses him back, and as she drift off to sleep in Duke’s arms, hears him say “Everyone’s gonna have a taste of you…but you’re all mine, baby…”
Hours later, Stacy awakes to a dull throbbing in her arms and around her waist. That is, until one of the other guys searches her pockets for her car keys and unlocks the doors to Stacy’s mini-van. Through her haze,Stacy unwittingly kisses him back, and as she drift off to sleep in Duke’s arms, hears him say “Everyone’s gonna have
