” Paul simply laughed. This kid’s alright, he mused, now thinking of the evening much less as an assignment. He found himself already aroused by ...ario’s goofy, drunken charm. He ordered a glass of water for his companion, knowing he was no good to him passed out, and got himself another shot of tequila, now not intending to stay long. It would be better, he reckoned, to strike while the iron was hot. The glass of water was drained in two gulps, the double tequila in one, and Paul led Mario by. I moaned louder as I felt his mouth move down to my tits and suck on them. I wanted to feel him touch my pussy so badly, to help give me the first release of our sexual encounter together. But I knew I'd have to wait until he was ready to attack my pussy with his tongue. Suddenly all of his buddies started hearing me moan."Hey, did you hear that? I could have sworn I just heard a moan of pure pleasure from a woman that was pleased.", Chris said"Yeah we all heard it too. Sounds really close.. It feels really good.’ I sucked and licked them for a while and then I rolled over on top of her. Her hand found my rigid cock and she pulled me to her entrance. I entered her gently thinking I might harm the baby. She chuckled and said, ‘I’m not made of fragile pottery. You may do as you like. I like it hard. Come on cowboy, do it hard in me!’ I felt her body tremble as I slammed into her with abandon. Her pussy got tighter and tighter and my thrusts got stronger and stronger. Suddenly she. . everyone else on the road is a homicidal maniac ... they want to kill you ... some of them don't mind dying doing it.Manchester to Boston, 70 miles more or less. Downhill. Due to towns, villages, stop signs in the middle of nowhere, it takes about 3 hours. The train is faster.Boston to Manchester, after great sex and shopping, takes an hour, uphill ... well it feels like it. Bang! You're past Manchester and heading home ... it's not far.I wanted Jess. I wanted her. In my bed, in the tub, on.