And then the next... I spun around to look out of the rear window directly. The advancing blackness held a darker shape in it's centre, a lumbering sh...pe of indistinct dimensions, its lope bringing it towards me.It had already closed about a third of the distance between us as I sat there.I locked the shift into drive and booted the gas. The car lurched forwards with a short squeal from the tires. I watched the scene recede in the mirror and set off swiftly away from it. Whatever the beast was,. Her massive breasts heaved and jiggled in her pink lace bra. There I was, sitting naked in a French town in the middle of the night, as a sexy blonde Ukrainian girl was stripping off in front of me. More importantly, she was allowing me to wear her clothes. I quickly pulled on her dress. It was a bit tight but it fit well on my slim, smooth body. I had always had some fat on my chest, so it looked like I had little boobs tucked inside the dress. I advised her to keep her bra on, as I didn't. She slid her hands behind him and cupped his ass in her hands. Jason let his fingers explore the back of her neck, her back, her ass."That feels nice," she purred into his chest. She went up on her tiptoes, rubbing against him, then back down, and down. She sank to her knees, Jason's cock sliding from her belly up between her breasts, to her neck, then smoothly into her mouth. She toyed with the tip of his cock briefly before enveloping him. She bobbed up and down on him and smiled around his. “Baby I just have to get a look at you,” he pleaded. “For right now, why don't you just imagine them,” I said, giving his cock a wet kiss on the tip. “Imagine the heaps of soft flesh spilling out of my tight bra. Imagine me moaning softly as you work them with your big strong hands. Imagine me eye fucking you with my big green eyes as I reach back for the clasp.” I leaned forward and stretched his dick as far is it would go. “Imagine my pink areolas. Imagine my nipples perking up at the sight.