I glanced at Jordan, trying to convey with my eyes alone how Jana felt about Danielle before she experienced my memories. Jordan took it wrong and sai..., “What was it like with Danielle?”I felt Danielle blush. Her skin grew hot for a few seconds and then eased off again. I wasn’t sure if it was because she was going to hear about herself or if there was something she hadn’t admitted to about Jana. I remembered how she fantasized in the cab when I offered to fend Jana’s advances off. Was there. We were driving a long distance at night and her and I started getting frisky. During the course of the drive, she went down on me and sucked me to completion. Somehow the orgasms seem stronger when you can’t give any indication verbally that you are having one. Neither of my friends knew was happening, they thought we were just making out. That’s the beauty of the big old American cars. One time the situation was reversed when I was the driver and the same girl was my passenger when we picked. She had the kind of body that just screamed 'fuck me'. And that is what I wanted to do. She was kind of short but had those perfect legs that gave the illusion of going on for ever. She had that long, thick hair that was just perfect to nuzzle in too. I watched her everyday, and I knew her habits. On weekdays morning she dressed in a short dress type suit. All stiff and business-like, the type that made men and women equal in the workplace. Later she would come home and change for jogging.. .. wanting to show I'm receptive."Hmm.. really?" she says stroking my ass softly "You're already willingto be used? Even though I'm not gonna let your slutty ass cum today? Evenwhen I'm going to pump into that ass with long slow strokes of my strapon, and fuck my helpless little bitch till she screams?"I nod again, pressing my ass against her once more, proving my eagernessand my obedience."What a good little slut you are," she says softly, whispering in my ear,reaching her tongue out to lick.