She reached over and began to unzip my trousers. I focussed on the road but let out a few curse words as her hand made contact with me because my cock...was so desperate for some action.The noise of my zipper sliding down seemed to be in slow motion and I wriggled in anticipation. Who could have imagined that a sound could be so sensual? Then her fingers slowly reached inside my flies and gently searched for the opening in my boxers. Once she found it and reached inside, my cock almost jumped to. I sucked him for a little while and then lay on my back so that he could fuck me like the horny lil bitch I was. Andys cock must have been a good 8inches or more and I loved every inch of it drilling my ass, soon I got back on all fours and Andy and tay traded places. OMG Tay had a cock that was big around as my wrist and it felt as if though he was in my stomach, there wasn’t anything soft about Tay he fucked me for all that he was worth telling me that I was theirs now and that I belonged to. “What are you going to do then, chicky?” she asked now stamping out the butt into the ashtray on the bar countertop. “You know. For work?” She added when I gave her a puzzled look. I thought about that for a moment and I couldn’t really come up with an answer. “I can dance.” I said, feeling a little small and vulnerable. “I mean, I tried dancing. You know, at a club. Back in Pennsylvania. But it looks like no one around here needs a dancer.” I fidgeted with the quarter that the bar tender had. “What did you wanna do?” I asked. Jason leaned back on the couch. The tail of his shirt rose a little, enough so that I could see the bottom of his ridged, smooth stomach, and the beginning of a thin trail of hair that began below his navel. “Doesn’t matter to me. Is anybody home? Your mother?” “No. Just you and me.”“Nice,” Jason said with another one of his brilliant smiles. My dick twitched a little, but I ignored it. For at least tonight, I don’t wanna be a slave to my cock.“We can watch a.