Well, that’s not exactly what he said. But I am a total dunce when it comes to automobiles so he might as well have said that and I wouldn’t have ...nderstood it any less.“Alright, so can you fix it?” I asked.“No, not here. Don’t have the tools and parts for it. But if you like, we can go to my garage. It’s just a km away. We’ll get there in no time. There’s also a phone in the garage, so you can call someone and have them pick you up.”That sounded like the best possible option. So we set off on. I want to take you somewhere that matches your beauty and elegance, and I want the whole city to see the beauty that is on my arm."While he was speaking, I was so tempted to take his fingers and suck on them, to coat them in my saliva the way I was oh so desperate to coat his dick. I wanted to gag on his fingers and then put them in my wet hole. I wanted him to feel that he did to me."The only person who will be flaunting their date is me because mine is a strong , handsome, and honest man who. So he got the six additional scrotum rings down the center that day. They told him to keep them clean, and hold off from sex and masturbation for a couple of weeks until they healed. That was not going to happen though lol.We got back in the car and I figured he would want to go back to the hotel and rest, recuperate or something. Instead he wants to ride around while I drive. I'm thinking he's going to have me jerk him off while I drive and he rides (done that before).We headed west toward. ”“Thanks,” I grumbled.She giggled. “Just looking out for you. Your eyes are bloodshot.” She brought her phone closer to her face. “Did you get into your dad’s booze.”“Just...” I shook my head. “Nothing. Just didn’t sleep. The sun was up when I passed out.”“Ugg, insomnia’s the worst. Remember last year when I didn’t sleep for two weeks?”She was exaggerating, as always. “Yeah,” I grinned. “I remember.”“So, excited for tonight?”I blinked. “Tonight?”“My big slumber party.” She shook her head..