The 911 is a hell of a car, nice and fast.The wind blows my hair back along the top of the car. I clampthe Zima bottle between my sexy thighs."I may ...e bad," I say to myself and the wind, "but I feelgooood!"I enter the highway. It's pretty much abandoned at this time ofthe night. I kick on the CD player, and open the next bottle ofZima. As I drive, Axel Rose is singing about riding theNighttrain.Oh boy, am I ever. At this point I stop thinking about where Iam going. It's not WHERE I care. ”“What are they?” Lucy asked.“They’re both modelling jobs, one”“Modelling clothes?” Jennifer interrupted.“No, one is for a photography club and the other is for an art class.”“Nude modelling?” Ruth asked.“Yes.”“Can I go after Mandy please?” Ruth asked.“We’ll sort the order that you go after Mandy has checked them out.”“It won’t be on a Thursday will it?” Lucy asked, “I’d hate to miss the doctors visit.”“Relax girls, neither of them is on a Thursday.”Dennis heard a few sighs of relief then. Please don’t get upset about the long drive. I love you very much.” I kissed the entrance to their home before Erin rolled off of me and headed to the bathroom.The shower had started so I got up and took clean underwear out of the suitcase and set them aside. When I heard the toilet flush I went into the bathroom and peed and then began to shave my face while Lynn was drying and rubbing my butt and Erin was taking her shower.I turned and kneeled and spoke into Lynn’s spread labia.“Good morning.. "Oh my God... Dylan..." Should I stop?" He asked, looking concerned as he moved his head away."No!" I shouted, grabbing a fistful of his shaggy hair and shoving his face onto me.He continued to eat me out, as one hand crept up to my sports bra and lifted it up, letting my boobs jiggle free.His other hand went under my butt and lifted me up closer to his face. The hand by my boobs began to squeeze handfuls of flesh, making my panting louder."Ah, don't stop... please..." I commanded, bucking my.