He continued to stroke Himself and I used one of my hands to assist and the other to very gently cup His balls. He used His foot to open my knees more...“Spread that little white pussy” He directed. “let me see it.”I did as he asked while still trying to stoke His cock too. “Put your hands on your thighs,” He ordered, “Palms up.” I did as He asked and suddenly felt very submissive: my legs open and my hands, palms-up, on my thighs, and kneeling before this incredible hunk of a God-like Man. He. Erection emerges. I can sense her looking. “Then you touch me.” “No fucking way.” “My car, my rules. Or would you rather walk?” “Well it’s not like you’re going to stop here, is it?” Cars overtake. The sign comes into view. Lay-by up ahead. “I can always stop there.” No movement. Hand moves from fly to steering wheel. Other hand moves from steering wheel to her hand, pulling it, making sure it lands in my lap. My hand moves back to thigh, fingertips grazing the nylon. “Go on, touch it, or you. ?What is this wind?? He thought to himself. ?It came out of nowhere. Just like that building.? ?Hello!? shouted Stanley as he reached the building. He could hear the murmuring of girls from the other side of the door. When the door opened, he saw a variety of women of different sizes at the end of the room. As one girl stood between one who was taller and one that was shorter than her, she starting discussing Stanley in whispers.?I have died and gone to heaven.? Stanley said to himself as he. ." Ugh, fine." I replied, with the little bit of hope that it might have been me now gone."Who was your's about?" He asked, sheeply."Haha, yah right. You first!" I replied, winking. Apparently, that did the trick. He laid his hand on my leg- I did not move it, but placed mine on his. He started up my leg, and began to feel my soft dick through my jeans. I mimicked him, eventually turning both of ours into raging hard-ons. Fortunately for us, no one was sitting besides us, so I unzipped his.