His face grew bright red. His eyes flicked between my lap, my tits, and my eyes. "Oh," I said, tugging the skirt over his hand while he continued to ...ove his fingers inside of my obviously enjoying the idea of showing the toll-booth attendant how such matters as metal grating on a bridge should be handled. He dropped a few dollars into the man’s hand. "Thank you and you two have a super day." "Yeah, thanks." He said and crushed the gas spinning the tires. I liked it. I liked the way he. Her beautiful boobs were slightly visible through her gown. She had tied her hair up on the head so her long neck was prominently looking long. She was looking very sexy in that hairstyle. I did not say anything but, found that a strange emotion took me over and i was feeling the erection starting to take place in my undies. I ignored it and turned on the television. She continued the conversation, but i did not dare to look at her for some time, as i was trying to hide my emotions from her. I could not reply and my second orgasm told him how I was feeling. In another lightening move his hands had cupped my breasts. I was still dreaming of Dr Rawal and did not object. He just picked me up like a baby and took me to another room where there was a cot and bed. I supported myself by hanging on to his neck with my arms around.He laid me on the bed and without waiting for any time he opened my tops and threw away the bra. I was a wax doll in his hands and I was eager for his hands to. Looking up into James eyes and smiling, I let my hands find the way to his shorts, and enjoyed the longing in his eyes when he realised the inevitable. Without taking away my stare I undid his button and zipper and slowly pulled the garment down over his, what was now, rock hard cock and thighs. It came as no shock that James wore no underwear, and as his cock sprung from the confines of his shorts a small gasp left my lips. He was, as I had remembered, very well endowed. As he continued to sit.