As she sped up and down all those country hills with no brakes to speak of, with rain coming down in sheets, she worked the clutch with her sexy left ...eg and the gas pedal with her sexy right. She was really a mistress of manual transmission engine braking. Her right arm went back and forth on the stick shift, as she steered with the other. This continuous series of leg and arm motions sent her skirt, already on the short side, riding higher and higher on her thighs. I kept my nose pointed at. She sniggered and pushed me against the back of the chair. “Keep looking at me slave.”“Yes, Mistress.”“Paying for sex, I’m very naughty aren’t I slave?”“Huh…”Then she did it, she sank down onto me and took half of it inside her. I felt light-headed in an instant. Taking my virginity, I struggled to maintain eye contact as the alien sensation completely overwhelmed me. Stiffening in the chair, my bonds would not yield.“Whoops,” she purred, “Now, I have your virgin cock inside me.”As she. When Reed took his seat next to me once more, I asked him if he had a good time. He observed me with a nonplussed, almost bored gaze, and then shrugged in a negative manner.“It would’ve been a lot more fun if it had only been you and me,” he said with a smile. I blushed.Later, when the first of the guests began to murmur their imminent departure, I also decided to be on my way. Prior to saying my goodbyes, Reed suggested that we swap telephone numbers. “I’d like to have dinner with you. But, now seeing her in there naked, that crisp new leather harness taut anywhere you look on a body to kill for, he can only imagine what the future holds for how they can use her.?Seventy-nine? Eighty? Stop, stop for now and maintain that pose, and keep your feet spread while you take a short rest? And keep those shoulders back, too? Further!? Melinda instructs in an almost scolding tone as she notices the red blinking light, stands while slipping the glasses further down across the bridge of.