‘Alex Martinez,’ he answered, causing shivers to course through her body. ‘Hi, my name is Kara Stevens. I’m the women who dropped her purse at...your feet about a half hour ago,’ she explained. ‘It’s a pleasure to hear from you. I hope I didn’t damage anything because of my inattention, Ms. Stevens.’ ‘Of course not, besides I was the one who inconvenienced you this morning. And please call me Kara.’ ‘Only if you call me Alex and accept that this morning was entirely my fault,’ he qualified his. I only tolerate loyal, naughty boys,” she said as she sandwiched my face in between her thighs and pushed her weight down on me. Her wet panties choked me as she sat right on my nose and mouth. I struggled to breath“Well mister, if you want to breathe freely, you need to stay quiet okay?” She voiced out while slowly lifted her hips up and allowed me to breathe while waiting for my answer.“NO! HE-!” My screams were cut short as she sat on my face again and this time her pussy occupied my mouth. Really. Personally, I believe he had someone pick that out for him. As much as I don't like putting people down, Leon wasn't the sharpest hammer in the drawer, just the longest and thickest.Hammer-boy, sorry—Leon—looked over at the director for when he should apply the final moments of his sperm’s life. This meant he looked right at the camera, because the shooter also happened to be Rod the director. It was a low-budget scraper—just scraping by—so that wasn’t unusual. Looking at the camera. Johnson engorges at the mere thought of your lips on mine.’ ‘A little flattery will get you a long way.’ She pulled her blouse open and off her shoulders reclined against the door. She put one foot against my thigh and rubbed it lightly. Hhhnnnnnkkkkk! Hhhnnnnnkkkkk! Hhhnnnnnkkkkk! The air horn made both Kathy and I jump. I hadn’t noticed that we were right beside the cab of an eighteen-wheeler, but the driver had noticed us, or more specifically Kathy. We both laughed. I started to speed up to.