He pushed his hand inside her hoseand down passing her belly button.“NO!” she moaned, twisting her lower half.His hand tightened and loose...ed around her neck. Sheagain stood still. His hand continued into her graycotton panties.“Damn she feels great,” he thought amazed by the feel ofher flesh. He continued into her hairy bush.He rubbed her hair gently with his hand. She again begantwisting and pulsating. His hands continued to her largemound and lips. He rubbed her clit. For a fleeting second I thought about leaving, but I knew I would only be making it worse, so I pulled into the rest area. It was a warm summer morning and I was wearing loose fitting drawstring sweat shorts and a tank top. The officer, an older man, probably about 45, approached the side of my car and asked me if I had been drinking. I said that I hadn't and explained why I was driving so fast. Even so, he told me to get out of the car and made me walk a straight line, which I did perfectly.. It means she has a much higher status than they’d been thinking of.I examine the outfit, “Hmm, you could be right, my dear.” I turn to one of the security extras, “I believe Miss Lisa is still in the shop across the walk. Please go and tell her to come here.” More staff consternation, as I’m ordering a senior executive around. Lisa enters the shop with Toy at her heels carrying some shopping bags. She walks up to me. I hold out the outfit, “My darling Sarai thinks you’d look good in this outfit. To that day I had no idea a man's nipples could be just as sensitive as a woman's. The touch of her lips on it felt electric and sent shivers up and down my spine. Still stroking my shaft, she sank to her knees and looked deeply into my eyes before forming a ring with her lips that contracted around the very tip. A gentle suck, a tongue poking out and enwrapping the glans. She let go and looked into my eyes again. I saw just the tip of her glistening tongue lick her upper lip, a cheeky wink and.