I barely got my lips around his rock hard cock before he thrust it wildly and came hard into my mouth, the salty juice squirting fast into the back of...my throat. I swallowed all he gave me and licked him clean. He kissed me long and hard as he zipped himself back up. I thought at this point he may have been finished with me but he drove on, pulled off into a wooded area and parked. The car was spacious and without too much effort he moved across and simultanously lowered my seat into a reclined. The room buzzed with sexual excitement. Mark, now sat down recovering from his efforts, looked on in disbelief "Fuck me that's horny" he said and finished zipping his trousers up and let out a sigh of relief that he was able to perform so admirably then, looking at Lisa, he said "Sorry about that pet, you are alright aren't you?" Lisa wasn't sure if he was referring to the presumed use of a pill or other contraception or the fact he had had just unloaded his balls that were previously full of. "And fucking?" 53 asked, her grin turning sly."Of course," Lize nodded. "Preferably the nastiest, most depraved fucking we can have. Shame you can't join in." We'll have the plane ride back to relieve ourselves, right, 52?" Absolutely," purred the Latina bodyguard.Lize and I piled into the back of another waiting, black SUV. 53 jumped into the driver seat, and 52 slid in the passenger seat, what the Americans called 'shotgun', though I never had the faintest idea why. Then again, there was a. These engines weren’t build to last 100,000 miles. This one has more than that on it. We’re going to have to take the block to a machine shop.”“So what do you think it will cost?”“The last one I did ended up costing over $300. I’ve got no idea what it’ll cost today.”Benny shook his head although the fact was that he had no idea. He replied, “The best I’ve been able to figure out from ads in the newspaper is that car maintenance is about 15% of what it was in our time. Based on that, it would.