She fingered my sex kit, ruffled my pubes, stroked the inside tops of my thighs and reached up under me to tickle my arse and bum crack the way she kn...w I liked in foreplay. After she’d treated me to that she started in earnest. Alison leaned forward and kissed me right on the nozzle of my penis. She started to smoothly lick my cock head all over. She playfully flicked my cock head with her tongue so my shaft quivered stiffly, and she asked me if that was nice. I was absolutely steel hard erect. “Want me to take a look at it? I’m prettygood with engines.”“Oh, would you? I’d be ever so grateful!”“Sure. Just let me pull off the road.”He guided his truck to a stop on the shoulder in front of the stalled car, and hewalked back, a lanky figure in bib overalls.“It just stopped,” Marcella said, and gave a little shrug. The large bulbs which filledher blouse shifted in a liquid way, making it abundantly clear that she wore no bra.Her plump nipples imprinted themselves on the plain white. I looked down because I could feel her thighs changing, but couldn’t see the end results. Every line disappeared from her face, every asymmetrical flaw that all creatures had was smoothed over into something so sexually perfect that it was terrifying, even while an ageless innocence seemed to pronounce itself in her features as well.Depravity sang happily through my blood and he cooed, deranged and loving. Finally, her drinking of my magic ceased and the velvet vice locking my cock in place. "Here you go," she said with forced cheerfulness, carefully placing thetwo pitchers and mugs on the table. "Jason will be be here in a momentto take your food order, if you are ready." Thanks, sweet thang," the man leered at her again. "I was just warningmy boy about the gays." The man nodded his head towards the frontentrance.Katelyn looked over and saw a tall woman wearing a fashionable skirt andblouse combo speaking to the hostess. The woman was broad shouldered,with large-ish hands, and had.