I can feel the head of your cock pushing against my balls over and over - ah it feels so good – and you, so generous, reach around to my cock and gi...e it a few strokes. I’m drunk and dazed, but I know I want more than this; I know you want more than this, and as your cock slides out of the warm haven of my thighs and up between my cheeks, I know we’re both going to get exactly what we want tonight.The plastic Twister mat crinkles under us, and the breeze from the open window is warm blowing in. A really good friend of mine came to the house about 6 or so last night. He was driving, of all things, a brand new Cherry Red Corvette. I thought to myself “How sweet is that?” He got it as an early graduation present. He is already 18 but it didn’t matter with me being two years younger. We had never dated really but had become friends. He watches me walk around the car in awe, then without a word opens the passenger door. I squeal “Oh hell yes!” We took off in it and drove all over the place. Partially because John’s cock is actually a nice cock and it feels good in my mouth, but also because of the whole situation. I was actually a whore. I was actually sucking cock for money. I had done it before, but not like this. I actually was being paid and expected to serve as a prostitute. I shouldn’t have been, but I was very turned on. I should have been terrified of the whole situation, but I wasn’t. I should have been frightened that the motel manager would do terrible things to. "What a good idea. I would never have thought of that" cried Dave only half hiding his laughter as he started lunging up into her. Jill sat up on him so that she could control her thighs as they lifted up, and then sank down allowing his penis to penetrate deep within her. Dave's hands reached up and grasped her breasts, firmly kneading them and then grasping her nipples between his thumb and index finger as he twisted and pulled them, causing a delicious pain.After a while, Dave pulled both.