Wow!Apparently, however, there was something stamped on my forehead that said “Little old lady in need of help.” I got to the airport in plenty of...time for my one-thirty flight and when the Sky Cap saw Joan and me struggling to get my big suitcase out of the car, he came hopping out from his stand, grabbed the bag and gave me his arm as Joan waved and called “Bye Auntie! Have a good visit.”“That girl of yours should have parked and helped you in, ma’am,” the Sky Cap said. “Weather like this,. I looked back to see that Paul couldn’t wait until we got home. I felt his big fat cock entering me and I screamed in pleasure.He fucked me even more violently than the manager and as he rammed his cock into me he leaned over me and called me terrible names. He called me a cunt and a whore and every other derogatory name for a female that I’ve ever heard. And I called out, “YES! YES! I’m a cunt! Fuck me! Ram that cock into my cunt! Make me your whore! Oh god yes!”And again I came over and over. The smell was suddenly overpowering. She licked the cum off her fingers and spat it again and again into my mouth. Then she licked the trail of cum off my cheek and slowly and sensually swallowed the sexual cocktail while keeping my eyes locked to hers. Then she slowly almost whispered at me, "Shut your mouth, but don’t swallow." I did as she asked and she went on. "I’ve drunk two cups of hot, sweet tea this morning, once before and once after sex. Do you want to drink from me?". I nodded, my. Rescue had come already. There was a man on the bike and he glided to a stop in the middle of the road beside her. ‘Hi,’ he said, smiling. Emily felt herself smiling in return. His eyes traveled quickly up and down her body, creating a tingle inside her. ‘You need some help?’ ‘I’ll say,’ she said. ‘My car is dead.’ His eyes flicked to the car then back to her. ‘No problem,’ he said. ‘Hop on. I’ll give you a ride.’ Emily hesitated. He looked safe enough. Then again, maybe safe wasn’t what she.