come on, be an obedient girl - he ran his hand over Sandra's cheek, brushing away a tear. - Unbutton your pants and handle me well - then you will leave safe and sound ... Well, of course, it's lucky, - added the man with a grin.
He took out a pistol from the girl’s mouth, and, taking a few steps, leaned his back on the car. Sandra could only creep up and stand still, still kneeling. Uncertainly, the girl reached for the man’s belt. Having spent several long seconds on a heavy buckle, she finally unbuckled the belt, and stood still, not knowing what to do next. She never started herself - during her first time, Michael did everything himself, using Sandra's mouth as a hole for his penis. Pulling the zipper down, the girl, with trembling hands, took hold of the jeans of a man - in one motion pulled her down with her underpants - in front of her face was shaved pubis and a half-sluggish member of the rapist.

- Yes, well done ... And now take in your mouth, - his voice was hoarse with excitement, but the gun was still in his hand, though not directed towards the girl.
Sandra, overcoming her disgust, opened her mouth and closed her lips around her head. There was almost no taste, only a light muscatel indicated that the man spent the evening in alcoholic outpourings. Not understanding what to do next, she licked her head with her tongue, like a lollipop - literally in half a minute he interrupted her attempts, deciding to take the situation into his own hands.
- No, that will not do. Take it in your mouth ... That's it ... As if you are sucking ... Oh, baby, and you learn quickly ... Press the language so as not to interfere, - the man gave Sandra advice as a mentor to a student.
The girl tightly compressed her lips, pulling in her head like a vacuum cleaner, and with her tongue tickling her bridle. The man groaned rather, and the member gradually increased in size, pouring blood.
- Now move your head back and forth, just do not hurry ... Watch your teeth ...

Sandra began to make rhythmic movements of the head, trying not to touch his teeth. She noticed that the man's penis was smaller than that of Michael, but in a slightly different form - he seemed to bully upwards, and the entire surface was covered with veins. After a few minutes of monotonous movements, the girl began to contract muscles - the movements became confused and intermittent.
“You can rest,” the girl let out a member of her mouth with relief. “Do not sit like a stump, take it in your hand and help,” irritation reappeared in his voice.

Sandra hastily, fearing to piss off a man, clasped a member with her hand and slowly began to tease - it seemed to her that she felt the pulsation and heat emanating from an excited organ.
“Look at me,” the man raised her chin at gunpoint. - How many times do you repeat when you suck, always look in your eyes.
The girl shuddered at the touch of metal and humbly lifted her head, looking at her tormentor. All this time, she did not stop nadrachivat member, which had become by that time hard as a stone.
“Stop relaxing,” came a voice from above, and Sandra, with an internal sigh, set to work again. She tried to do everything the man had told her about - she looked at him with a dick in her mouth, practically, as it seemed to her, did not touch his teeth. In addition, the girl now and then changed the speed - if she felt that the muscles begin to bleed, then she dumped, and then gained again. Several times she heard the stifled moans of a man and his commendable exclamations.
“Now try to relax your throat,” he took her by the back of his head with his free hand. - Breathe in your nose, like this, slowly ... - he pressed the girl on the head, and she felt the head resting on her throat. Not having time to navigate, she coughed, and tears rolled in her eyes.

“Relax your throat,” the man said, repeating the manipulations.Sandra took a few breaths with her nose, trying to relax. This time, the man managed to drive the penis literally one centimeter, but after a few seconds the girl began to choke and cough. He pulled out a member, for which stretched viscous path of saliva, dropping the girl on the chin. Sandra was breathing heavily, tears were streaming down her cheeks, and her chin and dress were flooded with saliva. The man seemed not to stop - he repeated the procedure several times in a row, accompanying the process with curses and insults of the girl. At the end, a member entered by two or three centimeters, and Sandra could breathe for a few seconds without gasping for breath.
- Weak of course, - once again taking out a member, the man patted the girl's cheek. - Well, not all at once, you will still have a chance to learn. He clearly liked to humiliate the girl - he then drove a member of her face to the floor, then teasing, spent his lips, and the unfortunate girl only vainly caught the elusive penis.

Sandra missed the joke. She still came to herself, breathing heavily. With a glimpse of her reflection in the car window, she was horrified — her makeup was dripping, under the eyes were carcass tracks, lipstick smeared over her lips. No trace was left of her hairstyle — for that night she was dragged by her hair so many times that she had no illusions about it.
- Okay, something we stayed up, - the man gestured to the member, inviting the girl to go back to work. After the throat marathon, the usual blowjob seemed to be a cakewalk — she swallowed a member relatively easily, disappearing into her mouth for a good three-quarters.
“Yes, well ... That's it ... Not for nothing, I spotted you ... A born huesoska ..." the man suddenly groaned, and Sandra felt a hot viscous liquid in her mouth. She automatically tried to pull away, but a strong man's hand in time stopped her movement. She felt the pulsation of the penis in her mouth - each time he threw out all new portions of liquid, thick and salty in taste. For the first time in her life, she felt the taste of sperm - it was, of course, disgusting, but not as bad as she had expected. Part of the seed girl swallowed reflex, but there was a lot of sperm - in the end, Sandra choked, spitting out the remnants of the earth.

Breathing heavily, the man looked at the girl.
“Not bad for the first time, although it would have been better swallowed,” lifting his jeans, he began to dress. - Do you smoke? - he took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and, raising a pistol to a cigarette, pulled the trigger. Sandra shrank, waiting for the shot - but instead of a bullet from the muzzle flew a flame. Deeply drawn on, the man smiled rather. The girl could not believe - all this time she was afraid of a pistol in the hands of a man who turned out to be only a cigarette lighter. She didn’t know what to do - on the one hand, she could have escaped right now, but on the other hand, it was not clear where, her purse remained in the car, and her appearance didn’t have a single walk through the night city.
- Get up, take you home - he got into the car, including the ignition. Fearing to be alone in the middle of what was not clear, Sandra quickly wiped the rest of the sperm from her chin and jumped into the backseat.

- Where we go? - He asked, leaving on the main road. Sandra looked at her watch - it was about 12 at night. She did not hesitate to give the man her address.
“I liked you,” the rapist unexpectedly said. - If you suddenly want to earn extra money - call me, - he gave her something like a business card. - Yes, and take it. I am good today, - he handed her a fifty-dollar bill rolled up in half.
Feeling that she was blushing, she took the money with a trembling hand, afraid to refuse the man. On the other hand, deep inside she was pleased - she always loved being praised - that’s why she was one of the best in the class and in the national athletics school.
“Thank you,” Sandra whispered softly, not knowing what else to answer to such a gesture.
After a few long and painful minutes, they finally arrived at her house.

- OK see you. What is your name?
“Sandra,” the girl replied just as quietly.
“And I'm John,” the man winked at the girl, and, as if nothing had happened, pressed the gas, leaving Sandra alone. Tired, with traces of sperm on her face, with a disheveled hairstyle, the girl finally exhaled - the adventures for today were over, and she can finally relax by giving up sleep in her favorite bed ...