Steve soon put my fears to rest; there was a bottle of Bacardi andsome beers ready for us, we sat chatting with Jean in between us twoguys, a few minu...es passed and Jean started to rub both mine and Steve’s crotch, I was starting to get excited, Steve then told me this wasJeans wish to have 2 or more cocks in her at the same time and that hewould be taking photos if that was okay, it was so long as there wereno facial shots, Jean made a joke that she was hoping for a full facialshot from both. I started the truck and of course right away I smelled the odor of antifreeze. I shut the truck down quickly. Being my daddy's daughter, I knew that I had a coolantleak. It could be as simple as a hose, or as nasty as a blown head gasket or a cracked block.I opened the hood and checked the radiator, it was bone dry. Since I was in the parking lot of a Mcdonald's restaurant, and it was a slow time of the day, I took a chance. I explained my problem to the manager, then asked to borrow a plastic. I let him continue for a few minutes, before I decided that I wanted more. I pulled him up from my cock, and turned him around with his sexy little bubble butt facing me. I reached up, grabbed both cheeks of his ass, and spread them. I looked at a very smooth shaved pink hole, that looked like it was winking at me. I leaned in, and started licking his little pucker, before shoving my tongue as deep in his ass. When I shoved my tongue in, he gasped, moaned, and pushed his ass back on my. If you insult Mrs. Boudreaux again I’ll have to overlook you being a man of the cloth.’ Dillon’s stare caused the pastor to step back and hang his head. ‘My life and actions are no concern of yours,’ Dillon told them. He turned and took two steps, but stopped turning back to the church members. ‘Tell you what Pastor, you have the God you believe in have a talk with the God I believe in. When they get done jawing have one of them get back to me.’ As Dillon walked away he was so angry his hands.