Quinn now understood what Tina had said. This was a show to impress and stoke the crowd. She was a marketing tool for charity. She smiled and cried ou... "Oooowww!! Ooooh! Mistress! I'll be good!" She winked at Tina to make sure she knew. Tina made a great theatrical "Ha ha!" laugh and brought the paddle down on Quinn's ass again, making another loud slapping noise. Quinn made another "Ooow!" and started to shake her ass. They kept this up for a few minutes while the crowd whooped and cheered.. The Rustmobile had always been a gas hog. It began to sputter. ‘Just hold on, girl,’ Jim pleaded in vain. He was about to turn off the ignition to save fuel when the motor died. ‘Out of gas!’ he yelled. He put the car in neutral and started pushing it to the side of the road. A man from the car behind him got out to help him. The Rustmobile was secure on the shoulder of the road. ‘Thanks a lot,’ Jim said to the man who had just helped him. ‘You can get in our car,’ the man offered. ‘We’ve got. ”“You want me to come in your swimsuit bottoms?”“Uh-huh. Shoot your cum in there. C’mon.”Her sunglasses slid down her nose and she stared at the waist-level space between us, her hand steadily pumping my hard prick. She shoved her other hand down the front of her bikini bottoms and starting stroking herself.“Pump a load in there,” she whispered.I’m not sure why I did it, but I did. I knocked her hand away and starting stroking my cock myself. She pulled the waist of her bikini bottom away from. . look on it to get your email address.” Andee blushed, rolled her eyes and looked around the room in an effort to avoid eye contact with him. Wonderful impression, she thought, meet a handsome man on the trip here and what he gets to see is photos of her in various stages of undress doing some very naughty things with her husband’s erect cock. She let out a nervous little giggle, followed by a breathless, “Oh good lord.” “Don’t worry, I didn’t scroll through anything personal,” he added.