He leans down, bracing one arm on the roof of my car, and smiles. "Having a bit of trouble?" "Um yes. I've run out of gas." I say. "Well we can give y...u a lift to the nearest gas station if you like. It's only about twenty minutes away." Still smiling. We? I look back at his car and see another man leaning against the passenger door. He must have seen my hesitation because he says, "Don't worry, we don't bite." I laugh nervously but slowly climb out of the car. I start to follow him to his car. Closing his eyes and shuddering, sighing and moaning his pleasure, all led up to the little hitch he put in his knees and hips before blast-off. Meg knew the program well as she softened her lips and tongue and added a bit more pressure with her thumb on the prominent vein running up his length. His breath catches and his neck buckles as he softly growls as his balls send his thick syrup into her mouth and stomach and the nerve endings in the head of his shaft intensify. Gently sucking pressure. I hiss a single word into your ear as my lipsslide along it, that one word expressing everything I want, "Slave." You turn your head towardsmine and lean forward, pressing your lips against my neck. Biting at my flesh,you growl out, "I don't think so, Bitch." I gasp as your teeth steel aroundmy flesh, biting hard at my neck in an attempt to claim me. But your attemptwon't be enough. As soon as your lips leave my neck, I toss my hair and pressmy lips to your neck, biting and nipping just as. I palmed his groin and rubbed north to south and he fingered my breasts through the top of the two piece black dress. As he worked my buttons, I un-hitched his belt. In moments he had my top and bra off and I heard him take a large breath. My firm mounds are spotted with silver dollar sized pink areola, and, at the centers my nipples grew hard in his fingertips. I knew I’d soon ache from the tautness. Rick’s pants were at his feet and his briefs at his knees, as his erection whipped against.