‘Yes sir.’ I replied firmly. He poured me my beverage and brushed his hand over mine as he passed it to me. I blushed at the slight touch, and tu...ned away to face the window. ‘Why scotch?’ he asked, as I took my third delicious sip. ‘When I was in university, every penny had to count, so, when I did drink I found scotch to be the most effective for the small amount. And, I enjoyed it. I love its tingling warmth, and that you can slowly linger over it taking your time to appreciate it.’ I. "I followed Ted's advice and got fuel and bottled water. Then I drove back to Broken Hill, the summer sun pouring through the right windows. After the road to White Cliffs and Wilcannia I caught up with some dump trucks and slowed down a bit to keep out of their red dust. When I passed the sign for the UNSW Fowlers Gap Research Station and knew it was only a bit over an hour more, I pulled onto the berm and drank some water.Broken Hill was far bigger than Tibooburra, over 10,000 folks, but I. He pushed my dress up my thighs, leaving it to pool around my waist. His hands crept up my thighs and stopped before reaching the apex, leaving me panting and wanting more. “You look so beautiful right now, honey.” I looked up to see him with that hungry look in his eyes, as though he wants to devour me right there. And I could only hope he would. He went back to stroking my thighs, making me moan each time he reached the edge of my black lace panties. “Please,” I moaned out as his. He indicated that he hadn’t by mumbling while my cock was still in his mouth. I started rocking my hips so it pumped into his hot mouth, while I breathed heavier ….”Oooohhh, fuck yeah…fuckin’ good boy…..”He seemed to enjoy how I was into what he was doing, so he got more into it. It felt too damn good. So I asked him “you know what cum is Mikey?” and he mumbled again, saying he did, so I told him “I’m gonna cum in your mouth Mikey and I want you to swallow it…got that?” and Mikey mumbled.