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Chapter 7 by wicker wicker

What was next for Taylor?

A Little More Humiliation

Taylor went down on the driver as he put his hand on her had and **** her to deep-throat him. "Don't swallow my cum," he said. He kept face fucking her for several minutes, until he came in her mouth. She kept it up until he came no more than sat up. She sat in the passenger's seat and looked straight ahead, trembling and trying not to cry.

"Spit that cum into your hands and run your hands through your hair. Do it now, or you're on the streets alone with no phone or help."

Taylor mumbled something with her mouthful of cum but had **** but to spit the mouthful of cum into her hands then she ran her hands through her short bob until she had smeared the cum and saliva through her hair.

"Good girl. That keeps you in the limo for while longer."

Taylor's shoulders dropped, and she started to cry.

"No crying!"

"Sorry," Taylor meekly. "What else do you have planned for me?" She asked with a trembling voice.

what next?

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