We idled along fast enough to stay ahead of him or maybe her. I turned down a rarely used utility drive and continued for a bit. Meanwhile the young m...m continued to suck me, but she was really having a time with the computer and its brackets. Her mouth occasionally lost my cock and she’d make a popping noise before diving back on me. I felt sorry for her, knowing that she couldn’t be comfortable. Because of the prisoner cage in the car I couldn’t lay back or adjust the seats much at all, so if. I feel my trimmed auburn pubes rasp against the cotton, and my wetness grows causing the material to stick and achingly peel off my moist folds. Nibbling my bottom lip and starting to roll my hips up and down, my right hand makes its way under my shirt, cupping my breast. Gazing down, seeing the fabric moving as the hand underneath massages my breast, the hand almost looks foreign. I imagine a stranger has found their way into my bed in the night and is now bringing me to life in the morning. . “Thank you,” Carter breathed out, only inches away from me now. “I think you should probably…”I cut him off before he could finish his sentence; the one where he was telling me to leave. I did not want to leave. I wanted to press my lips against Carter’s and that is exactly what I did.I expected Carter to push me away, but instead, he pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around me and holding me against his body. I needed to pull back. I needed to breathe but I did not want to break apart from. .. girlfriend. She's coming with us tomorrow." You're bringing a girl home and you didn't tell us?" Suzanne said, accusingly and I heard Mr. Oldham clear his throat. "Oh, I guess you haven't had a chance to tell us, have you, Sammy?" She sort of volunteered to go with me," I said."How old is this one?" SUZ!" Mr. Oldham scolded her, making me grin."I'll see you guys tomorrow," I said and they let me go.Eventually, when Wanda had cried herself out, she wanted to know who Shirley was."This is.