. unfortunately, Carrie saw me another way. Over the next few months, we met about once every two weeks. Then it stopped...... Carrie started dating a...guy. I was crushed. Though, she was nicer to me at school .... I felt miserable, thoughts of never being with her again poisoned my mind. I masturbated more than ever thinking of Carrie. I would rub my cock raw sometimes. It hurt to masturbate but I never stopped....until..... I'm not sure how it happened but one day in study hall a girl asked me. Its taste was unpleasant and she was surprised by how hot it was. Brad released his grip and Melissa pulled up. She spun around and spit the stuff out the car window."That was great," moaned Brad.Melissa was glad somebody thought so. She took a swig from his beer can, but didn't think the taste was going to go away anytime soon. "Alright, my turn." Melissa lifted her hips and started to pull her panties off."Oh, sorry, Mel. I need to get going. I promise I'll take care of you next time."Melissa. We picked up the big truck and with Sue driving the pickup we went to the race car builders shop having to stop on the way to top off the truck's diesel fuel.We discussed with the owner where I was going to work and where I could put my truck for close access. They gave us a well-lit area of the shop next to an overhead door. The shop was air-conditioned but he said if I needed to be back and forth to go ahead and leave the door open when I had to.One of his men brought all the tubing and. He laid right next to me, then he got on his side. He pulled me to my side as well, and inserted his cock into me."I guess your fetish finally got the better of you," he suggested."Maybe, I guess my ass can only take so much painful pleasure," I confessed.He made love to me, and caressed my butt the entire time. It was nice to feel his smooth hands down there, it really just proved how much he loved me. You could put a price tag on my new pendant, but his love for me, that was priceless. He.