I spread my legs as far as the steering column would allow, and I thought I heard him murmur in appreciation when he discovered my soaked panties. The... provided no barrier to his delicious assault, for he wove his fingers beneath them, pulling them into the crack of my ass as his wrist stretched the flimsy satin. I bucked against his hand, wanting—needing—him to fuck me with it. I may’ve begged. It wouldn’t surprise me. My head was swimming with a desire so intense that it made me dizzy. I took. Lisa dared to look up and discovered he had the most beautiful aqua blue eyes she had ever seen. She couldn't read his thoughts, but imagined in them were desire, amusement, and something else... sincerity? He leaned his body against hers, and her body immediately responded with more waves of accumulated wetness. His lips were very soft, which contrasted with his beard that lightly scratched her face. She hadn't kissed a bearded man in years and her face was tingling with all kinds of newfound. In all honesty, she had to admit it wasn't the hanging that filled her with dread, it was the terrible acts of "drawing" and "quartering" that shook her to her very roots. Then, the final ignominy of having one's head placed on a pike for as long as it took for the flesh to rot away helped by the vagaries of clime and hungry birds. It was not a pretty sight for those possessed of weak stomachs and impressionable minds.She was glad that Tom appeared fully sated because she was in no mood for his. And wouldn't it proveall the more satisfying if she had in fact been biding her time all thewhile, just waiting to seize the moment and your neck? In reality, ofcourse Dana was as docile as a lamb, (a lamb with a contact high, atthat,) but the onlooker had no reason to reach that conclusion.All told, his ensemble took elements that were chaste and wholesome (thedomesticity of the Stepford dress, the blandness of androids, Dana'schastity and wholesomeness) and twisted them into anything but..