"After they left, I said, "Well it looks like we should probably not takethe long way back home. If you need to pee Kitten you better do it nowbecause...there isn't any place to stop for about twenty miles."We both ended up going potty before we left. Then I started driving asquickly as I could without breaking the law.I let her sit quietly while I drove, then after about two hours Ifinally said, "Samantha, I want to ask you something. Not about yourpast, but what about your future? If you could. " But she doesn't let you eat it from her pussy, right?" Yeah, that's right, she won't let me." When was the last time you ate pussy?" It's been a long time," I said, afraid to tell the truth. It had been years since I had a girlfriend, and I could never pick up girls at bars or parties."Say it." About five years," I admitted."And when was the last time you sucked on some titties, other than when cleaning cum from Sarah's?" Same, five years." That's so pathetic." When she said this I almost. ” I can feel her hard cock inside me. It feels so big and tight. I feel the veins of her dick. She slowly pulls it out halfway and starts to push it back in. With my free hand, I drape it around the back of her neck, pulling her lips against mine. She starts to slowly work her hips back and forth in a slow motion. I moan into her as her dick starts to rub up against my prostate. “Fuck, it’s starting to feel really good!” I whisper.“Yeah? Want me to go faster?” she asks. “Yeah!” I moan. She. Suddenly, the indecision changed to a snarl, and down went his hand for the gun that he wore.I know that time plays a big part in this story, but I swear that as George went for his gun, time just stopped, and everything except him and me became a frozen tableau. It was as if the universe hiccupped. I heard Rosa’s front door bang open on its hinges, while behind me, I heard the distinctive sound of a Winchester lever cycling a round into the chamber. Yet all of that was peripheral to me, as my.