That had her thinking, already. He wishes he had a lady friend. Hmmm that’s quite interesting. Do you want one, she wished she could say right then ...nd there, but didn’t. “Why don’t you?” she asked. “I mean you are handsome as they come. You’re as healthy looking as any man can be. You have sweet qualities almost any girl looks for in a man. Wow Tyler, it is hard for me to believe a man like you doesn’t have a woman who wants to hang all over you.” I would. I mean I will. I mean I should. Oh. .why John?' A wry smile crept across his face.'Well, since I let you cum on my arse and up my back, I have wondered what it would be like to let you fuck me, that's all.'His smile widened at the thought of being the first one to penetrate me.'Do you want to try it then John? I wouldn't mind it.''I need to have a few more drinks to relax first Dave, and I want to control it. I suggest that I sit on you in the arm chair and go slowly, at my pace, and see how it goes first.''No worries mate. I. Even if she was just twenty-six years old and extraordinarily gorgeous and moneyed with millions and millions more of dollars to her possession and rights, marriage to Brandon Hall, who had plucked and picked her up from the terrifying, hazardous streets where a fifteen-old she and her pitiable mother were fast and unquestionably giving up the ghost, was a living nightmare and misery altogether. At unusual, atypical times, Mila wished and yearned that she had kicked the bucket on those dire,. Tap. Tap. Tap. I don’t know what that is—an acupressure point?—but it’s going right to my pussy and I feel myself get wet and the truck’s slight vibration feels so nice. I feel Ben’s leg move. He gives the truck some gas and the vibration increases. ‘Oh, yes,’ I mumble. He’s still tapping and tapping on my wrist. I push my hips forward to get more of my pussy exposed to that wonderful sensation he’s sending through the engine into the seats then to me. Tap. Tap. Tap. He lessens the gas then.