As a matter of fact, I'm going to make you feel really good. But that's only if you cooperate. We're still a long ways from your home, and I could dum... you out here in the middle of nowhere if I felt like it. Think how tough it would be to catch another ride out here."He was right. I stayed still and thought about what he'd said. Meanwhile, he loosened his grip slightly, and I could feel my cock responding to his touch, growing harder and twitching occasionally."See that, kid?," he said. "Your. She shivered, and thrashed, and shook, but she kept quiet, fearing his threat. She felt a hand around her neck, crushing her tracheae, and robbing her of her breath. The pressure built up in her, the inability to breathe magnifying the savagery of his thrusts, and she felt herself starting to cum again. She rode the wave of bliss into oblivion as she passed out from oxygen deprivation. She came to shortly thereafter, the reek of ammonia making her think of smelling salts. A hand reached into. Which was also darned disconcerting.Clare was bursting with curiosity, but had learned long ago thatobservation is a better way to gain information than interrogation.Dad had already left for work, but what did he think?We were not great communicators.Then there were the oddities at school.I was a boy who was fully accustomed to being ignored. I had come toembrace it, really. But that Tuesday, I began to be only partiallyignored.Which was disconcerting too.Barry Broadback, a football star who. Uma : why?Me: because he came too soon.Uma: can you do any better?I was taken aback.Uma : can you give me a better time. You don’t have any idea how long a young boy has touched me.Me : But I don’t have any money.Uma : I have money. Just fuck me like you would fuck a young whore. Give me the maximum pleasure you can.Saying so Uma extended her lips for a boring old fashioned kiss. I thought why not teach this old bitch some new tricks. I leaned onto her and locked her in a classic French.