. that was very crazy & bold of me to do such a thing. Maybe it's the thrill of getting found out. There were other times when I'd be driving home and...I would get into the car with an already bursting bladder and have a planned "wetting" in the car on the way back. it wasn't that scary that way since I know I'd be at home once I got out of the car, hehe. I'd be prepared earlier in the day & have either towels or plastic bags, or both, to lay down on the drivers seat under my bum so the seat. Clair was hungry as well as sulky by now and this place looked as if there was little chance that any of the Generals he was obliged to work with would turn up in it. Reluctantly he admitted that his bad temper would only be worsened by hunger and that he ought to try to be less angry. He strolled over, his lazy sexy stride and the quality of his clothes and weaponry attracting curious looks from the few passers-by, pushed open the door and went in. It was a dirty place with tables to either. . It was 1 am in the morning.. We hugged each other and slept…I fucked her more 3 times that night and we took small naps in between… She ride me once and then i fucked her in doggy style and side-by-side… We finally went to sleep at 7 in the morning… then i got up at 1 in the noon… She was sleeping like baby in my arms and had satisfactorily smile on her face…I went out and bought some food, ipill and pain killer for her… I came back after one hour and went besides her… She was awake but was. Belinda took the lovely sight in. She squeezed Don Juan’s hand and smiled. Don Juan chuckled softly under his breath. He knew his slut so well. He knew what the musician/rock god look in a young man did to his wicked female companion. He knew her pussy would be slick and wet already and her nipples stiff beneath the material of her black silk dress. He strived to keep her horny at all times, a slave to her own desire. The blonde haired vision disappeared through a shop door and as Don Juan.