Rollaway tool box ... new tires every fucking week ... rally car usually uses three sets.” I ran out of fingers but kept going. “Firesuit, three h...lmets, shoes, gloves ... all that junk. Rented three bays in the old Gold Bug warehouse. Security for the shop.“Speaking of tools ... remember Dean Wilson?”“Yeah ... airplane mechanic ... he must be a hundred years old.”“He’s dead ... Abby bought his entire shop of aircraft quality Snap-On and Blue Point tools ... all his jigs, machinery, and. My cock was just too hard and I had to get it inside. I slid up and pressed the head of my cock to her opening. I must have stopped licking her pussy just a little bit too soon because she had a look of surprise on her face. I slide my cock all the way in with one thrust and began giving her a good pounding. I was worried I may cum too quick so I closed my eyes and concentrated. A moment later I could feel her hand sliding around my cock putting extra pressure on the top of my shaft. Soon she. I pull you close again so that our chests are pushed up against one another as we make out. You pull away and smile down at me.You scooch forward a little more, and your beautiful breasts are right above me. You lean down and a little to the side so that one nipple falls into my mouth. I suck at it eagerly, squeezing your ass with one hand and your other boob with my other hand. I lick circles around the nipple, then bite down on it gently.I listen to your soft moans as my right hand plays with. ’ I did hear her speak that time. ‘Baby, I asked you not to lie to me. You don’t have a boyfriend do you? At least not one that you haven’t dreamed about.’ ‘How is she reading my mind?’ I stammer again. ‘Uh. I do. He’s on vacation right now…’ Her eyebrow arched again. ‘And you’re still a virgin?’ ‘Y..yes of course.’ I want to cover my mouth, I can’t believe I said it out loud to a total stranger who had no right to know. She looked at her fingernails briefly and then at me. ‘For an imaginary.