.. driving for ... how far was it? And a boat.It was ridiculous not having her phone and Internet!A boat would take ages to do whatever - a thousand m...les or something. A week or even more perhaps? Ten miles an hour? A hundred hours: five days. On top of driving to wherever, Florida, say same as New York? Three thousand miles, at fifty miles an hour, sixty hours: two and a half days. A week, then.Would Mia have seen this tracker’s location yet? The app had a history function didn’t it? So yes,. I tentatively wrapped my hand around his dick and began stroking him, a very weird sensation when you’ve only held your own before. After a little while I got into it, and he reached under my arm and started stroking me in return.I noticed he’d started leaking a bit of precum, which is when he asked for a blowjob. I was so turned on at this point I couldn’t say no, no matter how nervous I was. I lowered my mouth to his dick and tried to suck him as well as I could. I was nervous but aroused at. Samantha's need for orgasm grew painful and her rolling eyes revealed she was losing all control. Her nipples had been stretched to a grotesque length by her hands, but to no avail, for her throbbing burning starved pussy could not reach release. She started moaning then blabbering obscenities; losing all control she urinated and defecated on the floor...she had lost her sanity and become a cock-starved demented slut. THE LADYIt is now time for Rebecca to bid us farewell as she is due back at. They clung snugly to my little ass and other than the slight bulge in the front I thought I looked damn sexy. I even took a second to turn around and bend over a bit to check it out. I grabbed the sports bra and pulled that on over my head. After struggling for a few trying to figure out which side was the front I had it in place, minus the breasts of course. To take care of that I stuffed them just enough with some socks. I thought about stopping there but I thought it might be fun to try on.