.. feels good, more than good.” Patiently he waited while I struggled to find the words.“I'm scared of getting pregnant. I never wanted to have ki...s, but... a part of me”, I laughed as I realised what I was going to say. “is just scared, that you won't fuck me, when I am pregnant.”Now he laughed. “Oh, I will. Maybe more careful, but I will. More?” He pointed to my empty plate and I shook my head. I had more questions, but that could wait.“I don't remember much from last night.” “Oh, you were. Her toes curled up and she licked her lips. She smiled to herself as her orgasm died out slowly leaving behind a feeling of hot lust. She left her finger inside of her pussy for a minute letting it absorb all of her juices.Afterwards, a slight feeling of shame and guilt flooded her. She sighed and finished her shower. She'd be going out with Darren in a while. She wondered if she'd even be able to concentrate on Darren. She only hoped to get Alex out of her mind."Hey there."Laura smiled weakly. "Amazing how money talks."I knew you were a smart guy," I grinned at him. "You can get another shipped from Temecula in less than a week, you know."I pulled a Black AMEX card from my wallet. That's the one with no credit limit.We arranged for spare fuel tank for an extra sixteen gallons – another 128 pounds – to be added to the tab. I walked with him to the 'office' – a desk in a corner of a small hangar.He looked at the Black AMEX. "What's this? Is it good for $40,000?"I smiled. "Just run it.. As time passed Sara proved to be a wordly wise girl, especially in the fine art of 'Blowing the old gents', she would say that with her quaint Welsh accent, but apply it expertly and with meaning, after all, she could blow ten on a good day and at 50 quid a pop, tax free, her jaws and private bank account were expanding daily.The older were on a similarily profitable sliding scale, offering more bodily contact, inside and outside, intmate and varied, depending on looks and age, but sufficient.