He has been helping us for five years. Each time wego in to see him, he seems to have good reasons why shedoes what she does, but no criticism for wha... she does,like I often do. Even though he sees her trampish behavioras her searching for something or the other, there is neverany condemnation of it. In the end, it seems as if things remain the same andI feel better about having gone to the session. That’s thereal part that’s a mystery to me, even though he’sexplained that to. I looked at her. "Are you going to need a ride since yours is broke down?" She then smiled and replied. "Yea that would be great. My ride said they will be late so I will tell them dont worry about found another ride." We made our way to my SUV. Once there get in and grin as start it up and start to pull off. SUV is high enough that people can't see in unless you was in a 18 wheeler. So as we get a traffic light I learned over and grabbed her head and pulled it to me as I then kissed her then. . Squeezing his hardness thru his pants, firm, harder, making him moan, making his cock ache. Needing to be released. She turns him over and grabs his pants and yanks them down, sees that cock straining against his briefs. Her mouth goes to it. Running her tongue over him through his briefs. Making his cock strain harder. Licking at the wet spot of precum as the tip. Pulling his cock out. Seeing it spring to attention for her. She takes it in her hand, strokes it up and down slowly, playing. It hit without warning, and with an intensity that surprised her, ‘OH FUCKKKK!’ she wailed as she felt her pussy spasm on his hardness, her upper body collapsing to his chest as her body gave over to the sensations. Vic allowed her time to recover as he gently ran his fingers through her hair, stroking it gently. She looked up at him, collecting her composure, a tiny smile on her lips, ‘god baby, that was intense,’ she said, moving to kiss him. ‘Would it be ok if I brought you off in my mouth.