He slowly placed his hands on her boobs.He is pressing them slowly.He made sure that she not conscious. He started pressing her boobs with both his ha...ds.I know what he is doing but i couldnt see her front.Actually i am standing in a direction that i can only see her back.He opened the remaining 2 more buttons.Actually he is shaking a lot.Obviously it would be because he was in his late 50’s.I think he was pulling down the bra.I was feeling sad that i couldn’t make my view on those cute nude. “There aren’t any blue cars here! I know this! It isn’t fair!”I work on her with even more intent, my fingers slick against her. I’d love to get her to cum without permission. I’d stop on the side of the road, and spank her ass with her hands braced against the door. But today, she held on, despite my best attempts; albeit, by a thread. A couple miles along, she was clawing at the seat, frantic for anything painted blue. A faded sedan pulled up from a side street. “It’s blue…. Blue blue….” She. **********Next thing I knew, I was gasping for air and coughing up water at thesame time.Vic was looking down at me, and he had what looked like an oxygen maskin his hand, ready to apply it to my face.I waved it away, though, and finally managed to breathe properly , whichgave me an opportunity to figure out what was wrong with my particularpicture.I was a girl. I was HIS girl, the girl from the tank."V...Vic. What did you do to me?" i placed your soul in my creation, to give her life."I. The only pleasurable thing was rubbing my nipples with thecream and that had me breathing quite hard and wishing I'd never heardof a chastity belt, I felt so frustrated as I watched my red paintedfingernails massaging my large sensitive nipples.Finally at bed time, I cleaned off my makeup, except the mascara whichseemed to be industrial strength, put on a facemask of some green goowhich turned white as it dried and went to bed clutching my pink teddybear.I set the alarm for six, so I was in bed.