"Hearing this, I'm sure I must have blushed bright crimson. I couldn't believe I was having this conversation with my best friend's seven year-old sis...er. Worse, I realized that seeing all the nudity, in addition to talking about boobs with Stephanie, had my dick as hard as a rock. I dropped my hands in my lap to try to cover up the lump in my pants, which only caused Stephanie to look, but I don't think she saw anything. Or if she did, didn't realize what it was or why I had it."This is. If Sissy wanted tobe freed, he had better make sure that was what happened.Sissy stuck his tongue out through the ring gag and went to work. Hesucked and licked as fast and hard as he could until he felt her reach aclimax. Shortly afterwards he could feel the guy speed up and thenshoot his cum up into her. From the sounds on the other bed, the couplehad also both reached orgasm as well.He was then ordered over to the other bed to clean out the woman'spussy. He could see the cum oozing out. "Do you think you can fix it?"Rory shook his head. "No fucking way. See that steam coming out of the intake? Well, that means we blew a head gasket. And as if that isn't bad enough, the Goddamn engine froze up just before the gasket went because of overheating." He looked up and down the highway. "Jesus Christ, we've got to be a hundred fucking miles from anywhere. Piece of fucking shit!" He kicked the truck again, this time he managed a fare-sized dent in the fender."Well, what are we supposed. Susan explained that Mike, her former fiancé who was killed in Iraq by a suicide bomber, had been a serious gun collector for years, as had his father before him, and had said that between he and his father they had probably one of the top hundred collections in the country, and since he didn’t have any relatives he had left this pointing to the entire room and his vehicle collection to her and Faith, and Cynthia along with quite a bit of other stuff as well.The first safe Susan opened.