He then helps me get into the front passenger seat, and moments later we are off. As we drive away, he pulls his cock from his pants and then tells me...that he needs a good, slow BJ. I just give him a dirty smile, lean over sideways, and do my best to satisfy my Master's wish.I continue to give him a slow BJ, and just before he blows I feel the car stop. He doesn't want to wreck when he pops, so he pulls over. I don't hear anything from the two in the back, so I continue to suck. Or, should I. One of my other GF's has a similar job and she's always traveling at cost or free. She's always inviting me for trips and some of them have been great. I wonder if her reluctance to travel has anything to do with her life.Life, that's a stupid way to think of it, it's her, and now I hope part of me. Dad better not walk in on her in the shower as he did to one of my friends. That girl still refers to my dad as my own little perv. I can tell that life just got a hell of a lot more interesting!I. "Your mommywould be very sad if you got hurt and you don't want her to be sad doyou?" The very idea of such a concept was clearly abhorrent to thelittle tyke because he shook his head vehemently with wide eyes. "Thenyou go tell her you're really sorry for running away, after you go tellthat very nice girl right there thank you as well, because she helpedjust as much." I instructed him, nodding at the black-haired girl whosecheeks turned bright red when I'd brought her to pretty much. Wasn't I already free?Hands grabbed at my slender arms and lifted me up to my bare feet, leading me up the creaking basement stairs and out of the house. I felt the cool night air on my body as my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the outside and I was escorted to the back of a waiting ambulance. The red and blue glow of police lights ricocheted off the trees and houses as the front yard of Master's house was abuzz with activity. Neighbors stood at their doorways and windows watching intently as.