Both of his hands now in full control of the motion of my head my ass pointing out my driver window pants at my knees on the driver seat hands gripin... the passenger door handle as it was clear they were just in the way as my mouth has now become his personal fuck toy. He pulled my head back and forth towards him faster and faster the overwhelming taste of sterile latex in my mouth my eyes now watering. The man now grunting with every other jerk to my head he began inching his ass off the seat. I couldn’t hold out any longer; I came as hard as I ever have. I held her head down, pushing her deep, focusing on the sensations, recalling how she had just swallowed a stranger’s orgasm. I ejaculated in waves and watched her intently as she drank my load. I envisioned streams of my come spurting into her obedient mouth one after the next, across her tongue and down her throat. Again her head moved in perfect choreography with the hot fluid being pumped into her. She swallowed. I wondered what the routine was, for them to book me. Would Adam want to have me first? If he did, I would let him. I finished my food and pushed my plate away, and looked round for him. He was chatting to a couple of guys who I realized from the way they were dressed had to be farm hands. He saw me looking his way and walked over."What now? See your room, see the farm, see the horses, fuck one of these nice men?" I blushed and asked if I could please have a shower first."Sure. Come with me, I. In the light of the flickering globe David recognised his welcomer. "Miss Ive, a pleasure to meet you" "Ooo, aren't you a saucey one!" she simpered as he took her hand and kissed it! "My mum warned me about you Yanks. You can call me Ruth."David had met Ruth two days earlier, when she had come to the American Embassy to confirm David's appoinment. Her looks were nothing to write home about; an aging spinster, was his first assessment. As they had bantered, while he signed various papers she.