" I could feel my clothes sticking to my skin as the rain hit me, my hair blowing in the wind and being tangling up into a mess. My body started to be...ome hard to move as the wetness of my clothes weighed me down and stuck to me. The water was running down my face."Bloody thunder!" I mumbled under my breath, as a huge crash went off behind me and made me jump.I heard a car coming down the road behind me. As it got closer, it started to slow down. I turned to look and saw a dark-coloured saloon. " No, not like this."KNOCK KNOCK. "Just a second please" I said."ANSWER the door. Take the tray and offer the person their tip. Let them get it out of your pocket."(Hesitance)"Answer it, or there will be hell to pay."Slowly, slowly, you get up and walk to the door. Nervous as hell, but you look great. The shirt covers your ass, but is not buttoned up. You open the door and I can see you blushing from behind."He... Hello mam. Here is the food you ordered." Thank you. Oh, please grab your tip. You drag your lips over the fabric of the barley there underwear, hovering over my clit in power over my pleasure. You take one thigh in each hand and spread my legs, your face the picture of self-control; you descend, pushing your lips into me over top of the fabric, licking over the fabric and kissing my thighs, a loud moan escapes out of me. Finally you take mercy on me and take off the thong, before resuming your previous position. You lick all of me, lapping up the wetness, flicking your. We could find nothing wrong.So we decided that it may have been a transient flaw caused by a loose connection in the prototype circuit, and decided it was time to hold the meeting once again.Everyone was there as before plus Mr. Cho also came with a new version of the panties now with lace trim. “WK” arrived and was his usual genial self. I guess that he is pushing on sixty, about six foot two, and one hundred ninety pounds with a shaved head and a gray little beard. He is dressed in his normal.