We were cruising around Interstate 90 east of Spokane, quite close in fact to the Idaho border, when Denise's ears perked up. She'd been listening to ...he fire department scanner. "There's an auto accident call on I-90 at Brantford Road," she told me excitedly. "Let's head that way."I knew what she was thinking. If there was a helicopter requested for medivac, she wanted it to be us so she could go see her nurse. "Medi-flight will get the call," I told her, informing her of nothing she didn't. I was a bit surprised to see that it was a bedroom."Well, of course," I thought to myself. "This is where that other couple was. This is where we have sex." Thinking back, I was surprised at myself for thinking this but not thinking of the implications. I was drunk enough to feel like I was watching myself do this instead of it being me who was actually doing it. My mind was pretty hazy.Chido kissed me deeply, our tongues battling one another in both mouths. He began to remove my clothes, and. I tried to get up, but I simply couldn't move. The third guy grabbed my hand and pulled it onto his cock. He told me to stroke him and very slowly I did. It was the first hand job I had ever given, but I thought of much worse things they could be doing to me. I moved my hand faster and faster up and down his member. He only gave me a slight warning before spewing all over my breasts. I dropped my hand at my side and wondered how the last guy was going to violate me. I felt them pull me up and. ‘Hush,’ she whispered back, ‘everything’s OK. I’m here with you.’ Then she kissed me. All the pain and loneliness poured out of me and for the first time in over a year I felt completely whole. She ran her hands down my back and pulled me on top of her and closer, if it were possible. My penis started getting hard, and she wiggled her hips so her pubic hair rubbed it, causing it to get completely hard. ‘Oh, yes,’ she moaned, ‘I need you. It’s been so long. Fuck me, Teddy! Fuck me long and.