She needed something to settle her nerves. She took a second drink before returning it to its hideaway. It was time to leave.Starting the car she slow...y backed out of the makeshift driveway and noticed the curtains on the old shake were moving. That must be who called the police. Angry at them for causing her more stress she shook her fist at whomever may be watching. Putting it in drive she made her way slowly around the small bend and noticed the police car parked on the side of the road. ......... the orgasms are huge and I feel weak as yet another hits me !!!The cock is taken out ----- NO!!! I shout --please!!! Who are you!!! Please!!!I’m still bent over almost in tears --- when my asshole is forced open with one trust of the massive cock --- it drives me forward -- and stuns me into another streaming orgasm --- not only streaming but gushing and squirting !!! My open asshole is being pounded I start pushing back as hard as I can to get this stiff hard shaft as deep as. "So I took hold of his prick and jacked on it. It was real hard, like a stick or something. But real soft on the outside, like it was covered with silk. And it was all wet, don't know why."Awkwardly, Diane pulled on the fingers, pretending, just as Anita had told her to. The usual visions of her father were with her now, and it grew easier to imagine that she really did have a man on top of her, his cock in her fingers. She pulled hard and fast, and the prick seemed to strengthen and. Rut-row, I knew that sign and that prolonged 'hummmm' very well.“Are you okay?” Angie asked.“Yes,” Joy answered.“Are you sure?” Angie pressed.Joy stayed silent for a moment and then replied.“I think I might be getting a little turned on,” Joy replied.“That’s normal,” Angie replied. “The massage is stimulating your adrenal glands. Just relax and enjoy it.”“I’m trying,” Joy replied, “But it’s just that you’re so damn good and very erotic.”I watched as Angie slipped her fingers closer to Joy’s.