He put me down and i heard how he opened the door. He lifted me up again and placed me there in the car. I felt the cold leather on my skin and i felt...his hands go over my legs again upwards but not to close to my pussy. Then the door was shut and i heard him get to his side of the car. He started the engin and we drove off. No idea were we went, it was a long ride, He didnt say anything however sometimes he would touch my cheek or my legs or pull my tail real hard. Suddenly the car stopped. I. We can always bring the trike in and store the bales in my storage building." What kind of trike do you have," Buddy asked."I can't explain, go out and take a look," I said tossing him the keys. He took them and was gone no more than fifteen minutes."Is that an electric assist trike," he asked."Yes it was my only transportation the first few months I lived here. I am probably going to use it again to rehabilitate my leg," I said."Wow that is kind of cool," Buddy said. "So where are the. .. god!" Better."I use my free hand to align my prick, roll my hips and glide inside her dripping pussy. She groans as I fill her tunnel.Slithering my hand up to grab her hair again, I yank back, using it as leverage to pull out and drive back into her drenched cunt as my fingertips grind against her engorged clit.Jessica's body convulses with each thrust or three-sixty of my wet fingers against her proud jewel. I snarl into her ear as I hammer into her heat. "I want you to soak my cock. Come. .. off this spot right here." His fingers were resting in the small space where the curve of my neck met my shoulder, and I felt my pulse quickly race in response. He had unwittingly hit one of my most sensitive erogenous zones, and the idea of this stranger putting his lips and tongue on me had me suddenly wet with arousal. For a moment, our eyes locked and I felt a deep blush stain my cheeks before I forced myself to look away. "I... can't," I said, struggling to speak. "You can't.... or.