“I've got another idea. It might help with the....” She reached and laid her hand on his thigh, then began stroking it. “Jaime, would you like a...helping hand?” she quietly said. “Yes please!” he replied. He took his hand away from his cock, and Kirsty slid her hand up his thigh to cup his heavy balls in her hand. She gently squeezed them for a while, then ran her fingers up the shaft of his hard cock, up on to his huge shiny bell end. She ran her fingers delicately over it over and over again.. James had been slowly working me over for a good half hour, at least. I’d started out riding him for a while, we moved into the missionary position and he was finding the bottom in me over and over. We made a little change to doggie style but went right back to missionary because he wanted it that way. He had been teasing my ‘G-Spot’ with his cock…I’d been helping him find it and, massage it like crazy, we worked well together! By the time I started to feel my orgasm build, I was also taking. I stopped driving backwardsjust behind the street. I threw the car into first and took off downthe street to the left.Even though these streets were only twenty five miles an hour I torethrough them at nearly fifty. The GPS kept trying to get me to go backbut I simply ignored it. Fortunately I had plenty of gas. I just hadto focus on getting out of this neighborhood. This must be some gangor something. My heart was still racing.I saw some headlights in my rearview mirror. Were they. Bobby then assisted Mrs. Freeman into the back seat while her husband went around and got in on the other side. The suitcases were stowed in the back, the doors were closed, and the two Marshals took their positions in the front seat. Bobby retrieved Patty and JR’s bags from the Corvair and handed them to one of the two original Marshals, who placed them in the back of the Suburban as well.Bobby motioned for Mrs. Freeman to roll her window down so he could talk to all of them.“I’ll take care of.