“Mmm,” he whispered, “You’ve got a tasty cunt, honey.”Misty was a bit taken aback by the use of thatparticular word, as ...ost girls her age were. Still, thedirtiness of the entire sinful situation served only tofill her with increased lust as she watched her thirdgloryhole lover leave the booth.Misty’s mind was reeling. She had sucked off threeanonymous men, one of which had brought her to orgasm.The fat young girl that no one else wanted was now anobject of. I went to the door and opened it. There was nobody there. I was about to close it again, when a figure detached itself from the shadow of the laurel bushes and approached, looking furtively in all directions. I recognised Caz, Mrs Sargent's Caroline."Caz? There's a surprise, come in."She came inside, with some difficulty squeezing through the doorway. The girl was draped in a large raincoat, probably a man's. She shrugged it off and stood there in the kitchen. Even wearing an enormous loose. When her dominant streak came out, I knew I needed to be her bitch. "Please Carla, let me be your cocksucker. Let me take your cock down my throat. I need to swallow your load. Make me your little cum slut." Good boy," she patted my head as she started feeding inch after glorious inch into my mouth. I kept my aching jaw open wide and used my tongue to lube her big rod as she stuffed more and more into my eager throat. I kept my watering eyes turned up toward her, so she could see how much I. “Between us, looks can be deceiving. Paula designed the car to look that way. I don’t know much at all about cars. She said something it being some sort of metal sprayed onto carbon fiber shaped to make the car look all dented up. I don’t know what they did to make it feel like metal or even have real rust spots on it. I do know that the engine was rebuilt to match the exact specifications of the one in the car when it was new, correcting various engineering problems that resulted in Honda.