.." Daphne nodded and I couldn't really blame her for not answering better, since I was shoving three fingers in her mouth now. Her tongue was going w...ld on my fingers and I was worried I might not be able to control myself. I pulled my fingers out of her hot mouth and opened the pint of ice cream.I threw the lid over to the table and dug a small spoonful out. I brought the spoon to her lips and she opened her mouth obediently. Instead of feeding her the ice cream, I drew the spoon across her. Open up bay 3."Special? I don't need any $59.95 special, just the basic lube and oil. Oh, maybe he means I'm special. Well, this won't be the first time that I have used my natural charms to my advantage. The door rises and Greg gestures for me to pull in. As soon as I do, the door closes behind me. This feels weird. I have been here several times, but it's usually on a Saturday morning, when all three bays are open and there are lots of people around. Now it's just me, Greg, and the mysterious. Her orgasm was long, but almost silent. Her body relaxed almost as soon as Sam was finished.“I needed that,” she said softly. “It’s been a really long time.”As she was getting herself dressed, he asked, “How’d you end up out here?”“I was a waitress at the truck stop,” she answered, “and was hitchhiking back to my home in Havana. With gas and tire rationing a lot of people had to hitchhike in those days.”She paused to watch as Sam tried to make sense of what she had just said.After a few moments. They were no longer here to arrest her, instead treating her deferentially. Frankie stood a little taller. "I'm a Petty Officer, Third Class," he announced, showing the rank must have been post-breakdown as well."I'm Sammy Taylor, Seaman, Ma'am." That's good to know, but could we skip the Ma'am business. I'm a little young for anyone to call me Ma'am. You make me feel like an old lady. You two are almost old enough to be my Dad."Rather than being offended, they both broke into smiles. "Sorry,.