""I guess a couple of hours at least, depending on when a tow truck can get to us." I observed."Damn, hun! Can't you do something?" Her faith in my...all-encompassing ability was touching."Best thing is to make the car safe and then get them to somewhere they can hail a cab.""Could you help me with that?" the guy asked."Sure. Let's push it to the curb and lock it up." I answered.He was out of the car and back into the rain instantly. We ran over to his car and I pushed while he. I can have it pushed through bythe end of the week."I give her a long, searching stare."You're still in love with him, aren't you?" I chuckle. "Big favour you'reasking. Wearing a wedding ring saves me from an awful lot of unwantedadmirers." Perhaps it does. But it's a burden to you all the same."She's got me there. Of all the baggage weighing me down, the piece tyingme to a husband I've never met has the potential to be the mostrestrictive.But that isn't what persuades me to accede to her. He is heavy a little taller than average..bald a bit of a light mustache.Next to arrive was my bicycle raced....lean dark...a bit of Italian rogue in him....again never married...again a good conversationalist although maybe a bit formal with new people. Dartk hair thin mustache..Lean and very fit for his 60+ years.Next my friend the retired postal carrier...unmarried...a bit goofy ...a nerd...shorter than average...but he has played sports his entire life and coaches several sports...compact. I tried to seal my lips around his shaft andmanaged to keep most of it in my mouth, but he had cum with such forcesome of it forced its way onto my lips."Do not swallow," he ordered, so I sat up, my mouth full of his cum,wondering what he wanted me to do next."Take the faggot's gag off for a moment, Fiona." he said. I turned towatch as Lexi's gag was loosened and he looked relieved."Give him my cum." the man said to me. I looked to Mistress for Fionawho stared at me and said, "Do what you're.