In another twelve milesInterstate 87 would turn due north, and the setting sun would no longerbe a significant factor. They would remain on I-87 for a...other 250 miles until they were in thehigh peaks region of the Adirondack Mountains. "About three hours," thedriver mentally calculated as she cleared the Tappan Zee Bridge andeased into her standard cruising speed of 85.She briefly looked over at her new charge. The sedative was takingeffect. He was beginning to drowse off. Nothing had been said. Jenny zips me back up, I turn around."When did you get it," Jenny says as she helps to tidy up my hair."Three years ago, with my first pay check."The four of them gasp and stifle a laugh."You little clothes horse Chrissy," Trish laughs. "They had big saleswhen they got taken over, You must a got that dress for a song!" Clever girl," Debbie says, "Sorry Chris, I meant boy... I mean..." Well we certainly have something to talk about," Jenny said.About the brand or Chris" asks Wendy."Both," says. Eager to return the favor, and dying to taste a girl’s pussy, I held out my hand, and helped her up. I looked her in the eye, smiled, and said, “My turn.”She looked confused for a moment, “But you just had your turn… oh.”I traded places with her and sat her down. Lifting her skirt, I found that, indeed, she was playing with herself. I lifted her up and scooted her to the edge of the seat, and kneeled down between her legs. The smell of her pussy washed over me, and my cock once again began its. ”She led Babs to the kitchen and said, “Babs, this is Mark, Mark, this is my friend Babs. Mark is the guy that built the furniture. He is our resident handyman.”Mark jumped to his feet and shook hands with Janet’s friend. “I am glad to meet you. Was it Babs?”“My real name is Barbara but everyone has been calling me Babs since school. It’s nice to meet you Mark. I was admiring the lawn furniture you made for Janet. I am hoping I might get you to build some for me, if Janet could spare you for a.