Luke scoots forward and perches himself on the edge of his seat. He's ready to attack but holds back. It's clear that Franca is running the show-- that she gets first crack at me.

She struts over to me and stands in front of me, looking down her nose into my eyes. The rage builds. She winds up and backhands me across the cheek.

"Fucking slut!" she shrieks.

My face stings as franca pulls up her skirt and straddles my lap. She begins dry-humping my stiff cock and pulling the ...