The diaphanous material, the shadow of her nipples. She sat in an identical chair facing me, the dress remained resolutely closed.“It’s, er, beaut...ful. You are too.” She smiled. “Look, Clemency. I’ve seen that dress before.” I could hear the tremor in my voice.“Oh, when?”“This will sound crazy, in fact I am wondering if I am going crazy. I saw it in a dream.”“I asked you if you’d been dreaming.”“Well, I have.” I took a swig of the brandy. “What is going on? I feel like I’ve lost my sense of. Now that I knew there was no limit to how deep I could go, I grabbed her head with my hands and moved her up and down my cock. I could see through the water that she was using both hands to pleasure herself as I face fucked her. I didn't want to waste too much time, since I knew the best was yet to come, so as soon I neared an orgasm I said, "Ohhhhh yeah, I'm gonna fucking cum right in your mouth." I pushed my cock as far I could, and blew my load right down her throat and enjoyed. Pleased with her reaction, you move away from her and quietly strip off your clothes.To her it feels as if you have been gone for hours, although in reality it was only a few moments as you undressed. You quickly turn the power off, and smile as you watch her continue to squirm, her body now covered in sweat, and trembling in fear.Removing her gag you say "We're going to play a little game my slut, I'm going to turn on the machine, and I want you to tell me where you feel it, do you. The driver, clad only in cowboy hat, red bandana neck scarf, tooled-leather boots, and a broad grin, was crouched over the bunk between the fourteen-year-old hitchhiking boy’s legs, giving him what the boy had been begging for all the way from Rapid City, where the South Dakota landscape had gotten so monotonous that the boy, running away from home to seek adventure and to be free to be what he wanted, could only think about why he’d bummed this ride and had started moaning for them to stop and.