The mystery soon warmed up in the cab; she lent against the passenger door and looked to me like she was falling asleep. She was quite a pretty girl, ...'d say about twenty. Thin by most people's standards but that was the fashion."If you're tired girl, climb in the bunk and get your head down we'll be another couple of hours or so yet."She gave me another quizzical look."Go on girl, you're quite safe. I've got to drive this bloody thing, haven't I?"She appeared to think about it for a few. She had become a crotch cruiser. Was she about to become a cock hound? When Marty popped the clutch and pressed the accelerator to the floor the little car’s rear tired screamed and even smoked a little. She let up on the gas as she neared the exit onto the street. ‘Hey. It’s got punch hasn’t it?’ ‘Yeah,’ Les said. He swallowed and made a gulping sound. ‘Drive carefully now.’ When the traffic broke for a minute Marty repeated the take-off. She dropped the sift into first, popped the clutch and. “Oh, I see, you were busy, mister!” Amanda said ironically. “Hm, good taste, I have to admit.”The two women’s eyes met and, contrary to what I expected, they both smiled. “I am Amanda, Tony’s ex-wife,” the unexpected visitor explained. “I am Eve,” my bonita said. “We’ve been together for some time now and I ‘ve heard about you and Mark. He must be a great little boy.” Eve came and sat on the couch next to my ex. Amanda looked at me and said, “Yes, he is, and like all little boys, he needs a dad. After a while I actually had to pull my limp dick out of her tight opening because she was not about to release it on her own.As we sat and recovered she told me all about her husband. He had forced her to have several operations to restore her hymen so that he could bust her cherry again and again. He had her clit enlarged to the point that walking to her desk gives her an orgasm and walking up a flight of stairs causes multiple orgasms that almost make her pass out. Her pussy flows so much.