One end of the wire plugged into the accessory outlet, what used to be called the cigarette lighter. It powered the pump which could be used in an eme...gency to inflate a flat tire. The example was to pump it up so that one didn't have to change the tire on a some dark lonely road. If it weren't for the power problem, I would never have noticed the pump. I could simply buy something like it and cut off the appliance. I could put an end on it which would accept one of my charging devices. My. I hadn’t actually expected that, it came as one hell of a shock I can tell you. His kiss was oddly at ends with the way he fucked, he fucked violently and rough but his kiss was so soft and sweet I felt myself leaning towards him even as the walls of my pussy tightened round his brother’s cock. ‘Mmmm, Sam....’ I wailed as he thrust up into me again and then was silenced as Callum kissed me again, his tongue forcing its way playfully into my mouth entwining it with my own. I reached down to. "Oooooooooooooh, Mr. Wynn," she sighed."Yes, Mrs. Nguyen?" I asked, licking at the moisture above her eyebrows."I think you'd better call me Mai now," she said, and we both collapsed into laughter that grew from nothing but delight."Only if you call me Mike," I gasped.We held each other in our post-coital glow; I kissed around Mai's face and traced the contours of her ears and chin with a fingertip. When I'd softened to the point that I was squeezed out, we rolled and turned until I was spooned. She pulled back, looking nervous and shocked. But then she smiled.Later I cleared it with Raj. He was cool about it, merely laughing and saying, “If there’s any mess on the sheets mate, then you wash them OK.” Following afternoon I was in the flat when I heard a knock. I greeted Maryam at the door and we went into the living room. I motioned for her to take a seat.Maryam sat on a sofa. It was quite hot in the flat and I offered her a cool drink. She nodded and I got her a cold coke from the.