Stan looked up with annoyance, "Yeah... the damned thing won't start for some reason!" Plenty of gas?" Yeah... I filled up, yesterday." The battery's ...kay... I heard it turning over..." It's not firing... at all!" Stan grumbled, examining some of the ignition wires."Why don't you try it, again... and I'll watch and listen to see if I can spot your trouble..." Harry suggested.Looking up to see the interested and concerned stranger, Stan saw a big, bluff, barrel-chested man, greying slightly at. The submissive pressed herface into my panties and took a deep breath, then thanked her mistress.Mistress then walked off leading me away from my panties.Looking around I saw submissive licking their mistresses shoes andboots. Some had their asses sticking out from under a table as theylicked their mistresses pussy. One submissive, a large breasted blonde,was bent over a table getting her creamy white ass beating bright red bya tall black goddess, wearing a black business suit, using a four. Not to mention the fact that my wife would want to make friends with our new neighbour, wouldn't hurt in her line of business to be on good terms with the new doctor but we'd cross those bridges when we came to them, these next few days and nights were all about me and Claire.I ran my fingers down over Claire's cheek and under her chin, cupping it in my hand, lifting her head upwards as i leaned forward until our lips met, we kissed, a soft kiss, my tongue flicking across her lips parting them. That over-excitement of laying together and mutually masturbating faded like when we began to stroke together, and we were just casually rubbing and slowly jerking each other, which was really satisfying for me, thinking I wouldn't last even a couple minutes earlier. He adjusted his rhythm and I thought, wow, this guy is actually doing pretty good, even with my tight foreskin. Feeling him just "get" that sent that rush throughout my body, outwards from my cock that I get sometimes when treating.