I pulled away and grabbed my bag. Before he could complain I grabbed his wrists and tied them together with a length of white nylon rope and removed h...s jeans and pants altogether. Then I grabbed a bar and a pair of cuffs out of my bag while he jsut sat there eyes wide in what seemed like anticipation. I attached the cuffs one to each ankle and then locked the bar in-between the two cuffs spreading his lovely legs nicely for me not that he needed much persuasion to do so. I pulled out a red. I know this is your fantasy."After looking around making sure there were no cars too close to us, I bent down and put my mouth around his dick. Here I was, my head in his lap as he was driving, my lips tight around his cock...I stroked his cock up and down with my mouth, sucking and blowing on it, squeezing it, I even used my hands and started shaking it. I licked the head, the pee hole, then all over the shaft as if it was a lollipop, and even licked his hairy balls. I could hear him moaning. Lying there, outstretched on the bed, I hear nothing but the sound of his breathing as he slowly moves the stethoscope over my chest. I wonder if he is always such a heavy breather. He begins to slip the chest piece under the neck line of my t-shirt, nudging the material upwards. I shoot him a questioning look, and he shifts, clearing his throat. Im going to have to ask you to remove your t-shirt please Miss Jones. Seeing as Im not really in a position to refuse, I pull my t-shirt up over my. He looked up from the camera and told Jane to lose the shirt. She turned her back to me, faced Matt and undid the buttons slowly. He kept taking a lot of shots. Her shirt was now off and she had a black fishnet boob tube style top, very short and let her nipples poke through the fishnet material. She was starting to enjoy the attention."Shoot me, Matt." Take a close-up of my nipples!" Do my breasts look good?"Jane's chatter continued until Matt ordered her to suck my dick. She took his command.