It feels like a steel rod pressed up against my ass. My heart is pounding I am so excited by this sudden move by a perfect stranger. He steps back aw...y from me and I no longer feel the hardness of his cock. With his free hand I hear the familiar sound of a zipper being dropped and he again presses up against my ass... I can feel the hardness and thickness of his cock even better as it is pressed against the thin material of my short skirt. He takes his hand off my waist and pulls my hand. That was not too hard, andwe soon determined that an apartment building with an enclosed garage with controlled access was crucial. A two-bedroom place was minimum, and an outside view was desirable. We began thinking about furnishing apartments and then about stocking food supplies and such to allow us to drop out of sight for extended periods and how we might rotate between them to throw off any followers. It was a kind of chess game – or high-stakes charades with smoke and mirrors – and she. "Mmm, you liked that did you. Well I know something, that you just might like even better, than a blow job." as she moved on up over me and stopping to rub her bald pussy over my cock a couple of times, then she raised up and took a hold of my dick, and then lined up her pussy with my cock, and then she started sitting down on me with my cock sliding up into her tight wet pussy, and it is a good thing it was as wet as it was, since she was so tight.I could feel the heat in her pussy as she just. She had her head bowed, hiding her expression, but her body language showed some tension. Steve suspected she either feared being replaced, or was jealous that she would have to share Steve's attentions, or most likely both. He'd always been quick on his feet, which had proved handy a little while ago, and he quickly adjusted his plans again to address this not-unexpected wrinkle."Toy, lay on the table, on your back." She looked up, startled, and moved quickly to obey. Steve ignored the.