Placing her hand on mine she simply says “hey”, eventually for what felt an eternity of me just staring at her I smiled and said “hey” back. W... got a couple of drinks and went and sat on opposite sides of a table in a booth in the corner of the bar. After a few minutes of my nervous babbling, Sarah smiled and slid round the table pressing herself against me “relax, you've already got me.” Sarah cooley said trying to reassure me “now I'm going to get some more drinks.” As I watched her walk away. ‘Can’t,’ I said. ‘You have to,’ Sarah said, and she popped out of her chair, threw herself across the room, and gripped the top of my shorts and boxers, her fingers slipping under the elastic. With a harsh yank, she had me naked from the waist down in a second. Before I could stop her, she had me in her mouth, sucking hard. Her hands were at my balls, caressing and rubbing. My mouth gaped open, and my tongue lolled. ‘Get hard,’ she said, her words muffled by the cock bulging her cheek. My. I was well and truly stuck unless someone stopped to help. Where was the next house or ranch? I’d never driven this way before, so I had no idea, but probably the nearest people were miles away–I’d last passed a driveway and mailbox three quarters of an hour before doing seventy, and there were no fences or cows in sight. Nothing but rolling brown hills slashed with an occasional ravine, the black strip of road winding along a dry creekbed before ascending one of the lower hills some distance. After ursula screamed out an orgasm, warren pulled out his cock, and aimed it at the girl’s asshole. banshee licked the tip of his cock before he slid it into ursula’s ass. Moaning half in pleasure, half in pain, ursula took all seven inches warren had to offer. warren pumped ursula’s ass half a dozen times before pulling his cock out for banshee to suck on. This went on for fifteen minutes, ursula’s ass being violated, banshee sucking warren’s cock in between, and then they switched off..