Tabhi mushkil se 1 auto mila jisme 1 hi seat thi. Maine bola kaise baithenge to woh boli baith jayenge. Main seat pe baith gaya aur uske dimag mein ky... aaya pata nahi woh aake meri god mein baith gayi.Ufffff! Woh waqt mujhe to 1-minute tak kuch samajh nahi aaya. Fir jab dekha ki woh meri god mein baithi hai aur auto ka safar. Dosto aap imagine kar sakte ho meri halat. Main to waise bhi soch soch ke horny ho raha tha aur achanak se ye aisa laga jaise jackpot lag gaya ho.Woh bilkul mere lund ke. She even voiced some of them to Scarlett. "A woman after a breakup, just wanting to be somewhere safe. A young woman unsure of her sexuality. A thrill seeker. Or a midlife crisis."Scarlett knew everyone that May had pointed at with here eyes. And knew she was wrong about all of it. But that wasn't really the point."So where do I fit into all of this? Who am I?" Scarlett teased.May looked at her, examining every facet of her face. "I don't know," she admitted."What if, instead of looking at. As we left the hotel, we got a few looks, but they weren't suspicious looks. Rather, they were the looks of men checking out a couple of good looking ladies. When we walked into the diner, I was so nervous I was literally shaking. I was wearing a white blouse, with a knee length navy blue skirt and matching jacket. Underneath, I was wearing a pair of pink lace panties and matching bra and garter belt. I was also wearing a pair of real silk stalking which felt incredible against my shaved legs,. ” “I'm going to unzip his pants, take his cock out and give him a blow job.” “To give him a proper blow job you're going to have to get his pants off.” “Why?” “If you're really a slut, you'll want to lick his balls.” “Will that be okay?” “I'll be disappointed if you don't do it.” “I wouldn't want to disappoint you.” “I also hope you'll...” My voice trailed off. “What do you want me to do? Tell me, don't be shy.” “I'm pretty sure you want to do it.” “Is it slutty?” “Really slutty.” “Then I know.