By a little afte twelve I was furter up north heading this time into Newcastle and another of my regular customers, luck was with me for as I drove in...o the carpark the man I was hoping to meet was just coming out of his office, Peter he cried out loud walking towards with a big booming smile on his face and a rugged hand held out, your just in time old boy for some lunch on me he said as he grabbed my arm and guided me towards his car an old Bentley which was in prestine condition, we went to. She tried to sit back up, but felt an intense pressure boring into her shoulders, forcing her down into the covers, she let out a scream, and felt a tug at her jeans. Looking down in horror, she watched as her jeans were pulled slowly down, revealing first her bright red panties, then her milky thighs, and down to her knees. She let out another scream as she felt a prodding her her crotch, and another as her tshirt began to ride up towards her breasts, being pulled over, exposing the red lace. Pulling her sexy red knickers to one side i just wanted to eat her there and then to taste that yummy pussy would be heaven sucking two fingers making them all wet Mistress slid them home finger fucking her self.I wanted to suck those yummy fingers so bad, i could here the juices as she finger fucked her self, my legs were shaking, rubbing my self through my satin knickers thinking not yet not yet, god i wanted her. She gave a cheeky look towards the door saw me stroking and smiled.Now taking. I couldn’t believe myself. But I parted my lips and leaned forward to where Melinda held out the humiliating vegetable, and accompanied by her giggle, I closed my lips around it and bit off a piece. “You’re the biggest slut I’ve ever met,” she told me while she watched me chew. “That she is,” Cordelia said from behind me and flicked her toenail against my clit. “But she is my slut, and it’s fun.” Yes, I was. I crunched the piece of carrot between my teeth. I couldn’t taste anything but my own.