.. That's how things always went when she ended up in yet another traffic jam. The LA roads were no different from Florida in that respect. At least, ...t home she had the Porsche. But the powerhouse in the back that she so often used to get rid of morons like these wasn't of any use in a traffic jam anyway."You lookin' lonely, senorita. Why not come with us? You like! Tequila, tequila!"What a bunch of retarded morons! Almost as she decided to go into "total ignore" mode, she realized she had to. When he relaxes to permit me to slide down again he is there, proud at my entrance, and I slide down onto the rigid shaft. All the way down. The end of his long shaft bluntly pressing deep, crowding my cervix.He bounces and strokes into me. After four or five strokes I get comfortable. Relishing the feel of the way his arched cock hooks into me. Vickey was right. The slender length is good. The arch is good. The hardness is incredibly good. I hang on, fighting against my onrushing orgasm, as he. It’s always the same. She brought my coke up to me and said, “You’ve got quite the harem going on now. Can your old ass keep up with all of that action?”“Oh, my dear sweet Linda, I didn’t start out trying to build a “Harem”, as you call it, but things just kind of fell into place and keep falling into place. Each and every one of them have their own reasons for being a part of this and each and every one of them also seem to be happy to be a part of my “Family”. I prefer that to “harem”, by the. Wanna go back and get your suit?”“It’s more than a mile, and then we’d have to walk back to the tank. Besides Momma doesn’t let me go in over my head unless a lifeguard is there. Tank’s all over my head -- over Dad’s head, for that matter. Promise you won’t tell?”“Cross my heart. Do I ever tell your mother anything you do? Anyway, if you’re drowning, I’ll rescue you.”“Well, let’s go look. If there are others there, I’m not going in. And I can swim rings around you, talk about rescue.”“Rings. As.