So instead of turning around and going back where she came from, she continued down the rough and bumpy road. She wasn’t worried about the car; it w...s a Checker Marathon, built for New York taxi service. Compared to the cobblestone and pot-hole ridden streets of that city, this was a piece of cake.As she was driving along, though, something seemed wrong, and she checked her instruments. The engines temperature gauge was pegged on the red; she must have seen the heat waves coming off the hood.. Your entrance road was the first I saw and I took a chance I could get help somewhere up here." How far did you walk?" Close to a mile I would guess." Good Lord. Well come in and sit by the fire and get warm. Why don't you have on a heavy coat and some boots?" When I left from Hickory early this morning the weather hadn't turned so violently cold and the snow wasn't this heavy. I would ordinarily have been in the city by now." Here give me that wet jacket and put this throw around you. Would. I walked down stairs only to find her at the oven makeing eggs my heart skipped a beat when I saw her because she was still naked her ass was amazing it wasn't the slightest bit saggy as I had found out last night. I decided to make my self known to her "good morning" I said still in my boxers she turned around alittle startled but it was replaced by a sexy grin as she slowly started rubbing her clit I looked down at it remembering a joke from school I said "you gonna eat that" giving her a. It’s another familiar food. Now that you have had a taste, the memories of ice cream sundaes and candy rabbits at Easter come flooding back and you guess…. “Shit babe, you’re going to be the death of me. Is it chocolate sauce?” you ask. “Chocolate sauce is correct, honey,” I reply before adding, “Where do you think this heavenly little taste sensation is going?” You answer, “On my cock?” “Anxious to have my lips back on your cock, are you? "God, yes!” I look at your hard cock standing at.