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" I added, not wanting to give up too much information."So, you want to take me home? - party a little?" She asked."Yeah, sure," I replied with surprise."Let's go then, fucking bored anyway - date never showed up, asshole." She spoke as she slid herself off the barstool.I gave my buddies the 'thumbs-up' signal as I walked her out. They followed us a few minutes later. I had been temporarily sleeping on Gary's sofa - waiting for my new apartment closer to town. Bill lived a few trailers down from us, with his girlfriend - Leslie, and her two k**s. We piled up in my truck, being it was a tight fit all four of us in the front seat - Melissa sitting right next to me, legs partially open over the gear shift. There was some small talk on the way the Gary's trailer - but each time I shifted low - Melissa would move my hand against her pussy, looking at me with this erie grin.Her pink thong was warm and juicy wet, either the bitch just took a piss or she was cumming in her panties! We got to. Secretly she decided that today she would take him a sandwich and this would allow her to see what was keeping her husband at the church till the late evening hours. Quickly reverend Deacons phone the home of Peggy Jones and told her to be at the church for 8.15 pm prompt; the tone of his voice warned Peggy not to be late or not to even contemplate not turning up at all. The remaining instructions from James Deacons though had her heart pounding and her cunt already beginning to juice up; for he told her to let herself into the church and go to his vestry. There she was to remove all her clothing and make her way down to the basement area where she began her punishment.Now having ended that phone call; Reverend James Deacons made his way down to the basement where he prepare the pew he had used earlier as a stock barrier; he made sure that there was plenty of rope secured to the feet of the pew and he placed a blindfold on the table along with a table tennis bat he acquired from the.
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. fucking. This was so out of character for her that I wondered if she'd had a couple of drinks I didn't know about. Later, she told me she was trying really hard to be in character for both the guy and I, anticipating what a bad girl might do. I was loving the whole situation. She was grinning at him and when he could take his gaze off of her tits and pussy, he was still blushing. All he could say was, “Dear God, let me get the job!” She laughed and for the next few minutes, they chatted while he looked. When he had to go, she walked him to the door. She let him squeeze her tits and kiss her before he left, then stood in the open doorway to wave goodbye to him. He got the job, his crew all got to see her naked when she served them drinks on the front porch, then stood there chatting with them as though she'd been doing this all her life. I have no idea how she didn't go to jail for that one. We lived on a busy street and someone must have seen her out there with the guys, bare-ass.

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