The bouncing ride on the rough dirt track of road was nigh on to unendurable.True to Sheenan's predictions, I was on the first leg of my journey to Gr...nada, Spain via the seaport of Ipswich in County Suffolk. That's north and east of my home village in the vicinity of where the North Sea becomes the English Channel. It would be a lengthy sea voyage through the Channel, around the coast of Spain and into the Mediterranean Sea, or so I was told. I didn't relish being confined aboard a small ship. He spoke little, and wasn't particularly notable when he did deign to speak, but his memory was downright uncanny, making him valuable at filling in blanks you may have carelessly left in your notes. Slim, pale, lightly muscled but stronger than he looks, he cuts a decent figure himself, with a handsome face hidden somewhere behind that unsure expression. With some confidence he could be a real lady-killer.Then there's you, Alex Summers. You're a good person whose genuine first interest is. It was every bit as good as kissing Linda, but a little different, his tongue was muscular and demanding, wrestling my tongue into submission. I was really getting into it, I used the hand on Linda's hip to reach down and spread her ass cheeks and wedged my still-covered cock into her valley. She was watching from inches away and she was really gripping my cock with her ass cheeks, massaging it in long, hard squeezes of her muscles. After that hit, we smoked the rest of the joint like that, the. She did it more for his pleasure than hers. It wasn't that it was an unpleasant act, just that she didn't get as much out of it as he did. She had enjoyed the sensations of him rubbing himself between her breasts.This was different. In a way, it was probably the most demeaning sexual act she had ever performed. It wasn't even a matter of the fact that she was doing it for money. The act itself was demeaning. There had been no foreplay where he had eaten her to an orgasm first. He hadn't given a.