She broke the kiss and said, “Do you want me to fuck you?”“Badly,” I moaned as she lifted my dress off. She then went over to the table and pu... on a decent sized 7 inch strap-on.She then said, “Crawl over here coach.”I dropped to my stocking covered knees and crawled over to my player.“Suck my cock coach,” she demanded.I took the plastic stick in my hand and began sucking it. I bopped up and down like a whore would suck a real dick. She then had me lean against a wall and began to fuck me from. 2008)Disclaimer and Copyright‘Beyond the Pestilence’ is an original work of fiction and fantasy. Neither events nor characters portrayed are based in reality. Any resemblance with actual persons is entirely coincidental. It contains scenes of ‘just about everything’, except for snuff, gore and underage characters. Please do not read any further if imaginary non-consensual sex, slavery or humiliation offends you. Copyright is asserted by the author and no reposting to other sites or commercial. I can't wait to get started and put on a performance that you will never forget", whispered Lola. I did exactly what she wanted and the show began as I sped down the highway. Via the rear view mirror, I saw Lola begin to rub herself and then heard the butterfly vibrator click "on". She let out a groan as her hand fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples. I could see in the mirror, her ass arch off the floor of the van. It was a totally new way of cruising down the road. By the sound emitting. We both were deeply involved in the wet French kiss fighting for each other’s saliva and tongue. My hands were caressing and pressing her smooth, perfectly structured hips.Her left hand was rubbing the full length of my dick. Her right hand was gently rubbing my balls. She slowly caught hold of my tongue in her mouth and started sucking my tongue alone using her lips. She was giving me a blowjob to my tongue.I returned the favor by hugging her tongue with my tongue. Then, I let my tongue deep.