Ram moaned as Smitha took hold of his cock in her hand and when Smitha slid her hand inside his shorts and held his naked cock in it he screamed her n...me.As Ram screamed her name Smitha looked at his face. His face had turned crimson and sweat beads were forming on it. As she felt he was about to blow she went on her knees and pushing his shorts down she bared his cock.As Ram saw her go down and pull his shorts down he held Smitha's hair in his hands and pulling her face up he started to shoot. Vincent said, “Donny’s right.”Rose said, “I know, but I don’t have to like it.”The three were quiet for the next two hours of the drive. Rose napped a little in the front seat while Donny drove. Vincent sat in the back looking out the window at the scenery they drove past. When they were halfway to Las Vegas, Donny pulled off the highway. He parked the car and said, “We better check on our passenger.”Rose woke up when the car had stopped. She said, “I’ll get him some water.”Donny opened the. But somehow the connection we’d formed kept her mind locked on mine, even when I was a good 20 feet from her, and inside a building. So the week had proceeded by, with one disaster after another keeping us apart. She was taking an evening class, two nights a week, trying to learn Spanish. She admitted that she’d just gotten so used to being able to hear what people thought, that it was frustrating when they were thinking in a language she didn’t understand. So she’d decided to start learning. Was it the way they were dressed in all leather. Was it their smell. Was it their personality or their body language. Or did they just find my submissive button and were pushing it for all it was worth.The conversation turned to how did I enjoy being fucked by other women. I expressed my shame as I explained how sometimes I would beg other women to take me. Use me as their fuck toy. Make me scream their name as they brutally fucked my ass. You like it rough we hear. Is that true they asked. I.