“Mmmmm”, she said, “just like I thought.” My cock has risen to the occasion as Mel stroked my package. She deftly unzipped my fly and set my d...ck and balls free. I let out a low moan of pleasure as she grasped my erection and started to stroke me. “Oh, let me taste it. Just the tip.” Mel moved over to my lap; stroking my shaft and my balls in the dark. I couldn't believe she was jerking me off in the car.Slowly she licked the tip if my dick, sucking the shaft gently as she worked my cock with. Usne mujhe danta k kese chodte hain mujhe na skha.Mujhe lun chosne ko bola mene wohi kia uske lun se bohat badbo arai thi lkein majbori mein karna para.5 mins chuswane k baad usne mujhe bed pe dakha marke phenka aur zabardasti se meri gand mein lund daldia.Khair uske jesa lun mene thori der pehle lia tha toh mujhe dard na hua.Asal dard tab shuru hua k jab uska lun meri gand mein tha aur wo mera sextoy bhi ghusane ki koshish kar rha tha mujhe itna dard hua mein chlana shuru kardia aur itne mein. They looked at me shocked and one of them moved his horse closer to meand I readied myself to doge a kick or some other attack. Then the oldestof the riders said, "Hold Gwynne! Stranger, I see by your strange clothesyou are not a serf. So where do you come from and why do you not payhomage?"Using a tone and body language I saved for some smart assed bureaucrat Ianswered, "I am Major General Mike of Earth and I do not owe homage toyou."Then he pulled his sword and I backed up and pulled my. He could shuck a bushel of corn and trim lettuce so quickly that his hand movements seemed a mere blur. During the first couple of days I almost managed to compete with him, as well as learning how to stock canned and boxed goods in the aisles and shelves as neatly as did George, the oldest stock boy.But after I learned the basic layout and operation of the store by the end of that week, I was assigned to a delivery bike. That job confronted me with my physical limitations. Though I was not.