..you car obsessed prick.”He worked his fingers in tandem, really filling and spreading my cunt. It was special treatment. He didn’t miss any erog...nous spots. Geez I was ready to cum. So quickly.Then the prick was backing off. Oh he was dropping his pants and boxers and lounging across the back seat. His prick at full attention like he was expecting something.He got the something he wanted. I climbed over into the back and worked his hardness in my mouth. I was taking head on all cylinders.. Glancing up, he was immediately on his feet. She was there, next to him, dark eyes fixed on him, mouth tighter than he had seen it. But near enough for him to catch the aroma of lavender from her.Almost adolescent-like, he stammered, "Y-yes, I'm Dan Tiernan."He was a head taller than her, and looking down at her was a treat. She was delectable. Oh, for this moment to last. It due It didn't take long for him to learn it wasn’t going to last long.The eyes were more like flints, as she said, "The. For the second time that morning his dick sprang its sticky head forth, what was happening to him, what the hell was going on? He had to find out!Maldea walked on mildly amused by the mayhem around her, such powers she had been given, now this was fun with a capital "F". Maldea gazed under discretely lowered eyelids at her latest victim; a tall traffic cop reclined against the graffiti strewn wall, his fly torn open he pumped at his long cock as streams of spunk splattered the sidewalk and his. She was asking them " What may I serve you sailor"? There were about eight choices behind the glass. The salad bar was self serve as were the beverages. Ken said "Go ahead Bebop and Jerry get a tray, plate and silver." Bebop was first, Pat smiled and became beautiful and asked "Rare or done." Bebop said " Done mam."Jerry was next and when Pat smiled and asked " Rare or Done" Jerry just stood there with his mouth working. Pat said again " Rare or done sir" Jerry let out a moan and a squeak..