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	She continued to eat pretending not to notice where his hand was.
	His other hand slipped underneath the table resting lightly on her thigh.
	She could see the young husband still staring at her as he talked with his wife.
	She closed her eyes and held back a moan, squirming a little on the bench, her legs spreading wider apart.
	Her thighs tensed as her desire grew, her legs spreading wider.
	Across the clearing the couple had stood up, a huge bulge in the husband's pants clearly visible.
	He grabbed a blanket from the bench beside him and he and his wife disappeared into the brush.
	She heard something jingle then he reached around her grabbing her hand and forcing it behind her back.
	She felt cold steel wrap around her wrist and a click as something snapped home.
	He helped her as she struggled to her feet her hands bound behind her.
	His hands fell away.
	She felt one hand on her ass.
	She wiggled her hips and spread her legs trying to incite him further.
	She squirmed up the car trying to escape the probing finger.
	He grabbed her hip with the other hand holding her tight, his finger lodging deep in her ass.
	She turned her head and moaned as he began to thrust his finger in and out.
	She began thrusting back at the finger her hips start to roll and buck trying to take the finger deeper.
	She could feel his hard cock through his pants rubbing against her as she impaled her self on his finger.
	Pulling her thong to the side he thrust a finger into her hot, throbbing pussy.
	She tried to arch away from the sudden penetration but the hand and finger in her ass held her tight against the car.
	His fingers were moving faster, in and out of her ass and pussy.
	She was on fire her body writhing against the warm metal of the car.
	His hands withdrew and she whimpered for more.
	She felt something hard at the entrance to her pussy.
	Desperately wiggling her ass she tried to make the hard intruder slip into her throbbing pussy.
	She jumped as he thrust hard into her with his rigid cock.
	She squirmed up the car trying to escape the big cock that was splitting her in two.
	His hands came down and held her hips thrusting the full length of his cock into her pussy in one long stroke.
	It felt like hot, hard steel filling her up completely and she cried out in pleasure and in pain.
	She turned her head and through her lust glazed eyes could just see the other couple in the bushes watching them.
	The wife was on her hands and knees staring at her and she could just make out the husband pounding into her from behind.
	Just like the deputy was doing to her right now.
	The deputy stopped for a moment then went wild pounding into her.
	She groaned again and felt the fire building anew inside her ravaged pussy.
	Her own juices betrayed her though, allowing the hot pole to slip from the grasp of her pussy.
	Her breasts were on fire, throbbing in time to her pulsing cunt.
	Her orgasm raced through her like a freight train as the massive cock throbbed and bucked inside her.
	She moaned and strained against the handcuffs her body bucking against his, trapping his shaft inside her for a moment.
	He collapsed against her for a moment, his prick going limp inside her.
	She felt completely drained unwilling to move from the warm metal of the car.
	She could hear him walking to his car and a door close.
	His old secretary had resigned for family reasons but efficient as ever she had found a replacement for him before leaving.
	Her long glossy black hair was always worn up in a bun, leaving her beautiful long neck exposed.
	Closing the door behind her she sat down on the other side of his desk.
	As she crossed her legs he began to wonder if she was wearing stockings or tights.
	Standing back up she undid the lid on the bottle of water, tilted her head back and began to drink.
	Now he could clearly see the sides of her restrained breasts and a little of the white lace from the bra she was wearing.
	He began to pace, the room, dictating the letter and removing his tie as he did so.
	He stood there for a second, his twitching cock showing its disappointment and then followed.
	Next she unclasped her bra and he heard the unmistakable sound of her relief as her large pert breasts fell free.