Now shut up and stop calling me Sugar!" he yelled at her.She could see they were heading onto the highway, he could be taking me anywhere she thought ...o herself as see looked on helplessly. "What's your name? I'm Pat." her voice quivered."John. And your name is whatever I call you, whore." "Okay John, whatever you want. Please tell me, where are we going?" she pleaded."You will find out when we get there. So stop asking or you'll feel the back of my hand. Okay?!" he proclaimed. A single tear. Joan fondled her breasts with one had while she rubbed her clit with the other. Before long Joan screamed out she was cuming.Dana was teasing me with her tongue, licking my shaft. My tongue slowly snaked its way into her pussy. When Joan reached her climax, she sat on my finger for a moment. When Joan slipped from my finger, she slipped off the bed. I took my pussy juice covered finger, placed it at Dana's anal opening."Oh God John do it, shove your finger in my arse!" Dana bobbed her head. " She turned and looked out the window, her finger plowing into her pussy sped up a little as she shifted her hips. "Are you satisfied with that answer?" she asked, speaking to the window."Yes, Shelly," I said, "Now, let me suck on that finger of yours. It's probably all pruned up for as long as you have had it in your pussy." She offered it to me without looking at me and I closed my mouth over it, sucking and washing her savory digit clean. The fingers on her clit sped up as my tongue started. First of all, they were usually less than sociable. I guess because they didn't get to hang out with that many other kids, and were usually... alone. I looked around us. Granted, I was pretty much alone at the moment, but that was more or less chance. Things were a little awkward for a moment. As a kid, you complicate things in ways that aren't necessary. Learning that she was a home schooler, I suddenly thought, Well, we don't have anything in common. Idiot."Are you meeting somebody here?" I.