The early facts were that Evelyn had an elevated blood alcohol level that suggested more than a few drinks and that at about Midnight in the very heav... rain her car just slightly crossed over the dividing line of the small ill-lit county highway. It was tragic that a large truck with an equally distracted driver chose that same moment to also just barely cross the line. The two vehicles just barely made contact, but their speed and mass was enough to flip Evelyn's compact sedan around like a. ’ I panted. And my gaze dropped to my breasts and his fingers, holding them, teasing the hard nipples that looked like little dark pearls. I had never seen something that erotic and there seemed to be a direct connection from my nipples to my vagina, where I could feel the wetness caused by his demanding touch. „Oh yeah baby, like that…’ he whispered as I arched even more into his touch. My eyes closed and I seemed to have lost every will over my body. My skin felt like fire wherever he. 'Where will I sleep?'... 'What am I doing in here and not one of the regular prison cells?'I heard the man set down the paper and then he spoke to me, "Little one, remove your boots and socks and come sit beside me!"His English surprised me. He seemed different from the other prisoners; more cultured and refined.I froze in place. I became acutely aware of his powerful biceps and chest. He was ruggedly handsome, probably ten-fifteen years older than me. He was maybe 6'1" and two-hundred. I was under his complete control. Even if I had wanted to get away, he had me trapped."How's that?" He asked."Harder," I replied.He penetrated me again and again, going deeper and deeper with every thrust. I felt an orgasm coming - I knew it would be one of many. "Mr. Little! Oh God, Jared! Fuck me!" I cried. My body convulsed as I came for the first time. He let my arms fall around his neck as I collapsed into his embrace. I could barely move but I was not nearly ready to be finished and I.