Leise fluchend sah er wie Mila dem Fremden ermunternd anlächelte, sie spielte verführerisch mit einer feuchten Locke ihre Haare und tippte irgendwas...in das Handy des Mannes, der kurz darauf weiterzog.Martin, immer noch nicht in der Lage sich umzudrehen, zischte Mila an, „was wollte der hässliche Alte von dir und um Himmels Willen, du hast dem miesen Wrack hoffentlich nicht deine Handynummer gegeben?“Mila verzog empört ihren Mund. Jetzt wirkte sie wieder wie die kleine pampige verzogene. That wouldn’t be you, would it? Speeding on my road? Didn’t I warn you about that?” Fingers still in her mouth, she looked up at him. His words surprisingly kind, he quietly asked, “Do you need to be punished?” Looking down, embarrassed, she nodded. “It will need to be worse this time, since you didn’t learn your lesson.” She took her fingers out of her mouth. “Yes, sir.” He stared off into the distance, above the top of the car and at the trees beyond, the muscle in his jaw clenching and. I trusted Helen to be sure the food was excellent, or not to serve it.My new morning schedule began with breakfast at Helen's. Usually with Cheryl or some cop friend. It was a whole different group of people, who hung out at Helen's. More working blue collar types, who I loved being around anyway. I had enjoyed the older folks at Hardee's, and I even enjoyed the young families, but Helen fed what were really my kind of folks.After breakfast I would head to the mall to walk three miles. Three. With that he just chuckled, and sucked even harder. Then I came. I came so hard I really thought I was going to pass out. I had no breath left in me. I just kept going and going. Then it felt like the top of my head had exploded all the way to my pussy. It was truly incredible. Now, when I came up for air, I felt it was his turn. Boy was I wrong there. He finished removing his clothes, and then I got to see how gorgeous his erection was. It really was a work of art. He knelt between my legs.