"You can drive my darling," she responded."I'm unfortunately far too wet. Come with me my precious, take me in my bed."Then leaning in toward her, lif...ing his gorgeous face, his smile lit up her evening filling her with grace. As he drove toward his calling, his mind wandered through the traffic. Her cigarette smoke drowned out their smell of alcohol, and the smell of fresh juice under his nose. He licked his top lip, to again nestle within her scent. To taste her sweet juice, again for good. I like to fly it myself, but I’ll have to recertify in the jet when I get home because I will have been away so long. A friend that’s rated in the jet flew it up with another friend that rode part way along my journey with me before she flew back home.”The woman settled back. She’d been matched and upped, and knew it. The corners of her mouth turned up.“Are you in some motorcycle club or something?” Her voice had softened.“Nope. Just me. I normally live in a gated community in Florida, so this. Didi – Janwaro ab to ruk jao, ab tumhare ghar jaane ka vakt aa gaya hai, ab baad m kisi din karengey ye dobara.Pratham – Dobara din pata nai kab ayega, ek last baar blowjob to de hi sakti ho, ye sameer to apse roz leta hai.Sab log didi ko force karne lagey. Didi ne ek naughty si smile di or ghutno par baith gayi. Sab samaj gaye ki vo mann gayi. Or didi ne ek last baar hum sabko blowjob di. Sabne apna lund unke galey tak ghusakar unke muuh ki chudia ki. Or sabke jhadd jaane k baad didi khadi hui. The man with the wounded soul knew the good memories of a good soulgiving the most important thing a person has, time, to him would carryhim on in future hard times. She would keep on giving to him long afterhe faded from her memory.Her stopping to speak with him on her journey back to her hotel gave himnourishment for both his body and soul. The man whose roof was the skycould feel the endorphins lift his mood when she listened to him. Italso provided wine for his body and soul, she would.