“You go. Find friends, go home.”Arya smiled at him and then went near and took him in her arms. Slowly over the next ten minutes She removed his c...othing and then laid him on the bed. As She moved around the room clearly he was distracted by whatever She did as it was obvious to him that he wanted her to screw him, and that She did. He had her shaking four times before he finally blew his load and relaxed on top of her, their hands tightly clasped together.She started kissing his neck so that. I thought the trip home would be boringfor some inexplicable reason, my father always refuses to accompany his driving with musicbut it was actually quite eventful. At least, it was in my mind. We had been driving for about half an hour when we came across some roadwork. Big surprise, right? Well, the highway was backed up for kilometers and it did not look like we would be getting through anytime soon. Unfortunately, this was the most direct route to Montreal. I settled in for what I feared. He felt her nipples scrape his back. "Let's play 'Twenty Questions.'" All right," he said. "Let me think. Are you our sponsor?" No," she answered."Are you an adult?" Yes," she said."Do you have a child in our new family?" No," she answered."Have we been lovers?" he asked."How gauche," she whispered."Hmmm," he said. "Had you been on the catering staff?" Yes," she replied."Come round here, Tracy, I want to kiss you," he said. She stepped under his right arm and stood before him. He wrapped her in. Each time she would hold his cock deep in her throat for a few seconds before slowly drawing him out, then back down again.After several minutes of this Dave finally cried out that he was going to cum, but Kristy had other ideas. She pulled her mouth off and squeezed the base of his cock firmly, stopping his impending climax. Kristy laid her head down to catch her breath as she continued to hold his cock, stroking him ever so slowly to keep him close to the edge.I had sped up and was fucking.