“Hey do you ladies need any help?” the nice farmer asks. The girls were a little frightened by the man's large stature but they thought he looked ...riendly. “Yes sir, my car seems to be running hot.” Brandy explains. The farmer looks under the hood and fiddles around with a few things. He wipes his brow, scratches his head, and begins to speak. “You girls are in a jam I tell ya.You see it’s Sunday and everything is closed. I can offer you a place to stay for tonight if that’s what ya need. Then. "I missed you." She came off the couch and pressed her body against his in warm embrace and hug.He leaned forward and kissed her somewhat formally on the cheek. "Mmmm," he said. "It's good to see you, Susan." It seems like only yesterday," said Susan Bender. She led Howard to the couch by holding into his hand. He slid next to her. His hand landed gracefully, and as Susan expected, in her long thigh."I like it when you touched me that way a few months ago," she said. "Why'd you. Hell I was a teenager whose life revolved around thinking about sex and jerking off and having sucked cock. I told him of my experiences that way. Before I knew it he had pulled of the main road into a deserted car park and his cock was out of his trousers and standing proud and he was encouraging me to play with it, well I was getting a ride home in a warm dry car so I decided it was like paying my way. I reached out and took him in hand and began to slowly stroke his shaft as he made. For example, most of the time, I could generate an orgasm with minimal foreplay and only a couple minutes of cunnilingus (or less, in some circumstances). Hell, I have been able to cause a climax solely from mental stimulation and tit play a few times.Even so, every woman is different, even among my own artificial women. Specifically with Velma, it was rare that I was able to make her come solely with foreplay or non-missionary-position fucking. She needed a good deal of direct clitoral.