"So perfect," he said, cupping both my breasts and tasting my skin with his mouth. He picked up the pace, his mouth kissing and licking in my neck, th...n he went down my body. He wedged his shoulders between my legs to hold them open, and dove right in. I felt his tongue swirling around my clit, licking, lapping, tasting."More," I begged. "More, Wayne, please!" I cried.He teased me by pulling the folds back and flicking the nub of my clit that was exposed with his tongue, then by nibbling. Truth is, my mind is set, she's about to be raped like a filthy fucking whore, in every hole she has. She can see that in my eyes too, that she's in the company of a true predator, and that she has absolutely no chance of getting out of this. With that realization, she decides she'll just make it as hard as possible for me then, and begins shaking violently again, trying to flail whatever parts of her body she can. All her rage does though, is get me into the game, I like to watch them. It took a long time for me to realize it. Maybe because it's different from what I expected it to be like, but I got my happy ending.I thunder down the city's street with the windows rolled all the way down and the stereo rousing late sleepers. I turn my eyes from the road for a Pico-second to check the passenger in the baby seat attached to my Mustang's tiny rear seat. My now two year old daughter is smiling and giggling. I give her a thumbs-up sign and she responds by holding her tiny perfect. ....As we chatted I couldn't help but keep looking down at his ankles and eventually he noticed what I was doing and looked down blushing as he saw what had grabbed my attention ''Oh dear Peter what can I say'' he uncrossed his legs and sat there blushing deeply as I looked from his ankles to his face and back down again ''Are you wearing stockings Mr Williams'' I asked in bemusement ......he didn't answer right away but seemed to be thinking what to say and eventually he sat upright and looked.