He pulled a spark plug and found it clean and the engine compressing nicely when he turned it over. He got a spark when he held a spark plug wire near...the block. Gas, air, spark. If an engine had that it should run. Unless it was timing. There was nothing he could do to check that, so he finally got out a map and tried to see how far it was to the nearest town. He thought it was about ten or twelve miles, but he couldn't be sure, because he hadn't really been keeping track of exactly where he. "Oh fuck yeah you little whore suck my cock YESSSSS!" he screamed this as he started to face fuck me hard. I was gagging and spit was coming out the corner of my mouth but he seemed to really like that as he thrusted his long pole down my throat. I was able to start taking it almost all the way down minus about 2'' and hold it there while gagging hard,spit shooting out on to his stomach. Then i grabbed his long cock and jerked it off with both hands from base to tip the whole time he was. Going without had never bothered me before, but there were always good reasons: I was between boyfriends, boyfriend was out of town, I was out of town, etc. I'd never gone seven straight days in a relationship before without getting laid.Nine days into the tournament and still no sex. Not even oral. Nothing remotely approaching a sexual act. I didn't count the peck on the lips I got as he rushed off to work, or the slightly-longer-but-not-by-much kiss I got before going to bed.Day ten dawned. I could handle that and it would catchthe public's attention."Yes, well, that's a good start but not really new. It was, after all,in the original book. No, in addition to that we'll be needing somethingnew, something much more shocking," said Jeremy."OK," replied Betty after thinking for a while. "How about a littlecross dressing and feminization. I've always thought Steve would lookcute in a skirt and heels," she laughed finding the idea amusing.Of course, she was joking, wasn't she? Betty.