Then they softened. She shook her head, tried to move her hand away from his touch but her fingers gripped his hand. “No. Just - stop.” She drew i... a ragged breath. In, in, out. In, in, out. Tears sprang from her eyes. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Ryan please - just go.”Ryan’s other hand pushed between her robe. Found her full breast. Fingers on the brown nipple. Stroking it as she gasped. Her robe opened, revealing her naked body beneath. “You don’t want me to go, do you?”“Please. Please -. He said, “She said I could fuck you in your bed. I am ready to go. And so ready for some of that hot little pussy.”I laughed and said, “Yes Mistress said you could fuck me and I will also suck your cock. Think you can handle a little 14-year-old whore?”“I hope so, or I’ll die trying.” He said.“You better not die while fucking me.” I said.“OH, don’t worry, that was just something I always say when it comes to things that I hope I can do. I won’t die on you.” He said.“That’s a relief.” I said,. I just need to do a few stretches first, before I get started.” She turned her back to me, and it was only then that I noticed she was only wearing her hot pink practice leotard, with no shimmer tights. I could see the outline of a pair of briefs under her leotard, but that was all she had on, apart from her sports bra or course, and first up, she started to touch her toes in front of me. My eyes were drawn to the crotch of her leotard, as she bent over with her back to me, touching her toes. "Lover, we girls tell each other everything. You better get used to it. Now, want me to suck your cock or not?"I used my hand to draw her face to me so I could kiss her on the lips, and then breathlessly I answered, "God yes!"That was my second car blow job and I'll be damned if they didn't just keep getting better.We spent the better part of the next five hours shopping. It turned out to be very fortunate that we did have two cars, because by the time we were finished both vehicles were packed.