Rudy nodded. "I get that, but it don't matter. If you're good, though, I'll let you live." I sighed defeatedly and leaned back in the seat, my b...easts jiggling as I did so. My top was nothing more than a band over my shoulders and a pair of sleeves at this point, so I pulled it off over my head and freed my milk-engorged tits. My left nipple started to seep milk too, and I ignored it as I reached down to unbutton my pants. I wriggled my hips back and forth, managing with difficulty to. I began to wonder who the real Lori was. Was our love a sham? Did I even know her? And then I began to wonder if she might still be capable of shit like that, right now entertaining two colleagues in her hotel room, reenacting that moment from her youth? I ran every configuration through my mind, imagining who else might have had her, wondered who might be having her right at that moment in her in Edinburgh hotel. By the end of the week, I had bred a monster that the video footage no longer. "Mmm, you're right, " I purred, tossing them into the glove compartment. "This does feel rather liberating. Do you think you can keep both hands on the steering wheel until we get to Chris's?"We both knew this was just a wicked invitation. A challenge to see if his attention could be divided between the road and his wife's pussy – a dare he couldn't refuse. I spread my legs and watched his fingers work their way up my thigh with devoted appreciation.It was Saturday night and we had great plans.. I hated that thing because it stuck out so far and it was thick and round. Guys loved it and would always try and touch it. It made it hard to wear skirts because it made them sort of hike up in the back and you could see things if I bent just slightly. Another problem I had with it was that I could buy pants that fit in the waist and legs and my ass looked like it was poured into them. Thongs suited me well though.Tyler just kept driving and I was in some cloth workout shorts and a tank.