..nothing.Oh, $%#@! What was I going to do? Can't walk, can't call a cab, can't leave the car in somebody's parking space! I popped open the hood, kno...ing it would be fruitless, as my mechanical skills are maxed out changing a light bulb. As I peered into the morass of metal, lost in my misery, I was startled by a voice behind me: “Can I give you a hand?” I was so absorbed, I hadn't heard the SUV pull up and stop behind me. Calling out across front seat was a pretty decent looking guy about 35. The nipple I had in my mouth got a little nip. She yelped, but again she didn't pull away. I switched sides and gave the other nipple the same attention. All the while I was sucking her nipple she was rubbing her pussy on my cock. Since both of us had our pants on it was an interesting feeling. At one point I looked over her shoulder and saw the outline of Lynn in the kitchen. I could see she had one hand on her breast and one under her skirt. Since she was in the shadows I couldn't see more. I kept still, but she quickly reached her hand back to grab my hip and pull me towards her. I tried to ignore her, keenly aware of my predicament, but she persisted. I finally reluctantly shifted as gently as I could to spoon her, knowing that she could not help but feel the enormous dick pressing into her ass with only the thin fabrics of my pants and her teddy keeping our position from being overtly sexual. She let out a little sigh but kept writhing. I placed my free hand on her flat. Stacey immediately had an orgasm. She admired Dean's stamina. Most guys would hop on and "wham, bam, thank you ma'am, that's it for me," they are done. Dean was able to fuck and give Stacey pleasure for a long time. He had very good control, before he groaned, and finally erupted with a tremendous load of hot cum in Stacey's gaping cunt. It was milky white, thick and sticky, and felt warm to Stacey. Stacey had another orgasm. Dean rolled over and groaned again. Stacey went to the bathroom for a.