Within minutes Stan felt himself approaching the brink, and quietly warned Denise, ‘Soon Denise, soon!’ Denise tried to smile around his dick but ...ept up her efforts, jacking him in counterpoint to her mouth. She moved her other hand, fingers slick from her juices pressing between his anus and his balls, massaging the spot there. With a deep groan Stan came. Denise gave a delighted short cry and backed off him a little. Stan felt jet after jet of semen streak out of his dick, but that was all. The huge swan painted on the side of the trailer stood out.“Wow,” I said. “You actually drive that thing? It’s really big!”Billy smirked. “Does size impress you, Fay?”I know I blushed, but I also did not take the bait. I let his comment drop.He continued. “Just pull your car up in front of the cab. It will be fine there while I give you the fifty-cent tour.”He walked me around his truck pointing out details about the tires, the suspension, the air deflectors. Yes, air deflectors. Aerodynamics?. A clink of glass, more laughter. He needed Clara to go away. He was a peer of the realm, he couldn’t be tried like a common criminal. Once they realised who he was, they’d release him. But she had no such protection. Laughter. Voices. Clara flirting. He didn’t know she could flirt. She was arguing about how much of her wine they had drunk. She mustn’t get drunk, she would give herself away. A groan. Hurrying steps. Silence. Then the door of his cell opened. Clara stood there. ‘Robert?’ she. . Bree and I have fun, but this is a whole other level!”Cyndi paused her observation, flushed, turning to explain to Amber a bit. “Well, after that night, you know, sort of forcing us onto each other. I realized that I liked it, even, you know, eating her out and stuff. The next time I came over, “she paused, looking down and watching Amber begin to masturbate slowly as she listened, and watched “and found a very sexy outfit she had...”.Cyndi was debating introducing some of what Jax had done.