The police organizations put the search emphasis on finding Holly's car, and given its age, its uniqueness would make it that much easier to spot. Or ...o they thought!Holly's car, roof smashed nearly to the top of the dash, was nestled half way under the old iron bridge, its doors either blocked from opening by the bridge foundation or smashed and jammed from the collision with the wall and resulting slide down the hill. Holly might have been able to see out the rear window of the car, except. . i was wiggling back on him as he fuk`d me gettin harder , then a guy was snoggin my lippy lip sticked lips , i think it was he who was watchin earlier?, he was a really nice sensual kisser , hmmm his kisses really turned me on!, so now i`m flat on my front being shagged hard an i`d one cock an a guy kissin both me an the dick that was in front of my face too!, the cock in my mouth squirted cum right down the back of my throat for me !!! agghhh, as i gagged on it but i soon summoned up my. If she had been a bi-lady that we had met on a night out, I would have been on her tit’s the second her arse hit the cushions, but she wasn’t. it was hurting me to be so close to a voluptuous body and not draw my hands across it, not extend my tongue over it, not pleasure it.I wanted her badly.I watched as she stroked Tom’s cock and a moment of remembrance shot through me. Tom and I had wandered into the woodland surrounding our home town, It was not long that I found myself on my knees in. Lilah still dangled from the iron frame.Her waist was by now laced down to a tight 18 inches. Her long legs stood slightly spread on thigh high, tall heeled leather boots.They deliciously pushed up her naked ass.Her eyes were closed. On her face was a sight never seen before: she smiled. Lilah Morgan had smiled herself away into a pink, hazy world. A world she would not have known existed a few days ago. And more than that: by now she was a very regular tourist of that wonderful country.Fink.