"Twice I got off from watching my guy with another girl," she said. "Am I a kinky bitch or what? Damn, she tastes good. Maybe we should offer her a sp...t in the basement." Or not," Adam said."Spoil all my fun," Rebecca said. "Well, not all of it. Come with me."She took Adam by the hand and led him through a corridor and into a small room."It's for peeping," she said. "These are all over the house." I don't want to peep at anyone," Adam said."Me either," Rebecca said. "I want to sit on your cock. At Meiersdottir's insistence they were going by private surface transportation, traversing the back roads between their grounding location in Texas and their destination at Meiersdottir's family home in Indiana."I want to drive it the slow, scenic way, Carlos," she'd told him. "I want to see every inch of the countryside between here and home. I want them to see us—and just us, no security troops like we were royalty or something, just you and me and our son. This is home, not Eden, and I want. In an attempt to regain control I responded, “We should talk first" No! Now unbutton your shirt and unclasp your bra."I did exactly what Cheyenne ordered. As my breast fell free and I could feel the cool air on my nipples and they grew erect. Cheyenne spoke slowly, "Lick your middle finger and rub your nipples. Make them hard." Staring at me, she licked her lips as I licked my finger and placed it on my nipple. Electric jolts of arousal moved downward into my thighs and I squeezed them. A relieved grin spread across her face as she got off the table and trailed her tongue down his chiseled abs. His cock hit the her chin before she spat a thick stream of saliva onto his shaft. He forced his helmet through her plump lips, over her writhing tongue until he hit her wet throat. She gagged but didn't pull away. She grabbed a hair tie from her wrist and quickly pulled her blonde hair back into a pony tail. "Look at me as I fuck your throat." Lockie said, throwing caution to the wind.