He slammed into me over and over, mindless of my pleasure…which only seemed to actually heighten my pleasure more. When he tired of one position, he...flipped me into another, taking me missionary, doggy, and spoons, but it was when I rode that cock that I felt most free. We spent the whole afternoon and well past dinner time indulging this appetite inside the dark confines of that van. I wonder how it must have seemed to passer-by’s: the obvious noises of lovemaking as well as the swaying of. I wrapped my upper body as best I could. I put tinsel on my head, so much I couldn't see a thing, and waited.Anticipation coursed through me.The egg teased me relentlessly.Then the door opened... and closed.I heard him walk into the kitchen. I suddenly felt the vibrations get faster.A couple of excruciating minutes later, where I had no idea how he was going to respond (the longer he took, the more anxiety I felt), he was in the room as he said, "Holy crap, it just keeps getting better."I. "My sister Sara is going to play some of hersongs tonight. She's up first. That's the only reason I'm here so early." Sara Carpenter?" I asked."Yeah," he said, quizzically. "How'd you know?" That's who I'm here to see," I said, excitedly. "We're old collegefriends." Small world," he said. "So, while we're waiting, can I buy you a drink?" Just water for now," I said. "I'll save the heavy stuff for after theshow."Truthfully, I just didn't want to get drunk and accidentally test thisbody's alcohol. Their twelve-foot height matched the level of the rugged fence which encircled the entire grounds.He rounded a sharp curve, admiring the heavy growth of tall shrubs and trees which lined both sides of the drive. Then he stopped at the second gate which separated the central complex of the foundation from the outside world. This one, like the fence it formed a part of, was electrified.It swung open to let him drive through, then closed behind him. Moments later he pulled into a huge garage that.