Every time he thrust into me, he drove the vibrator in my ass deeper and his cock rubbed across it making the vibrations connect my ass and my pussy. ...he little vibrator at my clit kept another rhythm going and I felt my mind ready to explode. My sexual senses were on overload and I needed to cum. My moans were getting louder as I heard him grunt with each thrust he made. I wanted to see his face, his eyes, but the blindfold made that impossible. I felt the walls of my pussy spasm again and. . below that. The line that read MADE IN U.S.A. at the GENERAL MOTORS PLANT in JANESVILLE WISCONSIN That line.There we invaded the GM Truck plant. I didn't want much. I just wanted them to take a 1957 Chevrolet 3/4 ton 4x4 pickup frame and running gear and stick it under a 1957 Suburban two door body ... and I wanted the 250 hp fuelie 283 in place of the stuck in the mud 265. I waved money as I came in the door."We can do that," said the General Assembly Floor Supervisor. "Why didn't you order. His dick standing right out in front. What was I doing...? I pulled my shirt off and opened the door. Robert smiled at me and said, "I was afraid you were going to chicken out." Well it is just a shower... right?"I stepped into the shower. Robert looked at me. I mean all of me. He looked me over head to toe. I stood there watching him watch me; my arms were folded across my belly; my legs tightly together.He said, "Is this wild or what?" He put his arms up and ran his fingers through his hair. He was holding a wet snake against my crotch, but I wasn't afraid. I twisted and writhed in the dream as the serpent touched my clitoris again and again with his forked tongue. I guess I was getting very excited when slowly I came awake in the darkened room--awake enough to see that the door was still firmly wedged shut with a chair. I was glad when the lovely sensations at my slit didn't stop. Spreading my legs a little, I tried to slip back into the sexy dream. Then a wet, warm something.