“Please, please, I can’t stand it, please stop,” Paulabegged.Les was waiting for that request. He quickly removed hiscock from Paula...#8217;s cunt and she collapsed onto the bed.John arrived home late and wondered where Les was at. Hethought he would be waiting for him. As John entered theliving room he heard Paula moaning upstairs. John knewPaula did not masturbate, but it sure sounded as if shewas having sex. John slowly walked upstairs and couldhear the obvious sound of two. But then a small wave of excitement went through me, he called me ma'am. "Turn and put your hands on the top of the car ma'am." He directed me. "What? What's going on? I was speeding officer." I questioned him. Then I was forced up against the car as he began to feel my body. His hands fondled my stocking covered legs moving up under my skirt. I moaned as he felt where my thigh high stockings ended and his fingers molested my bar skin and my panty covered cock. I only wiggled my body under his. He was about half way there when a group of small, mysterious planes attacked him and tried to force him down. The rumors that some of the small gorilla bands around his destination had world war two fighter planes and could attack him for his cargo ended up not being rumors as they started firing. Despite his heroic, evasive maneuvers, he could feel the large cargo plane shutter as his fuel tanks were finally hit.He could tell he was losing fuel and maybe soon his life, when a very strange and. He gradually got harder and faster with the treatment his fingers were giving me, then he just stopped dead, pulled his hand away and nothing. I waited wondering what had happened, had I done something wrong, I hadn’t, as out of nowhere I felt this smooth warmth touching the rim of my asshole.He pushed slowly and it p*****l, I tried to pull away, but not too much though. Then that huge tip was in my cock virgin passage, at first he just stayed there for a little bit, letting me get used to.