Instantly I was struck with the sinking sensation that I had done something weird and awkward, but Christina pulled my heart away from attack, "Such a...gentleman?! Any more of that and I will be putty in your hands..." She blew me a kiss and licked her lips again. She bounced away toward the store and office, so she could get something to drink and have a dry place to wait, while the mechanic looked at her car. To no-one in particular, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. This appealing. I was fucking her into that. She was moaning loudly. Too loud. I would pull out and give her a good wack. I put it in again. She moaned again. I pulled out and wacked it. I did this a few times, until I realized it was pointless and that I'd rather punish her with my cock. I didn't so much tell her to get into position as I just pulled her into it. I took my cock out of her pussy and had her sit on me. I ordered her to grind. She did. She grinded on my cock and I kissed her. I kissed her and. Huh..ready Rajni said as I put my hand on the back of her head gently pushing it down and she went to town sucking hard and going up and down real fast and I could hear like a swishing sound from her wet mouth and I put my hand on the back of her head but I didn’t need to because she felt the throbbing and deep throated me as I sent a huge load down her throat she sucked every last drop before pulling off and sitting back she said feel better. I said hell yes I needed that and we both smiled as. She had survived. She was free. She sang and danced—danced for the goddess of the new moon that watched over her. She sang until she could no longer hold inside her the rushing bursts of pleasure the power sent through her. And she whirled and spun and sang and laughed. Her voice rose and rang out, echoing from unseen surfaces in multiple tones and harmonies. There was an ecstasy in the air that she could not comprehend, but it made her want all the more to dance and sing and laugh.The plain.