Ripping them out of my mouth, Ben's face snarls and looms over mine "Scream my name. Cum for me." "Ben!!!!!!" I wail out, dragging my nails across his...back. The tightened muscles in every limb relaxes before contracting forcefully. My legs lock around his waist, my arms push his head into the crook of my neck and my lips find their way to his shoulder, biting hard. It is blissful agony as our bodies mold together tightly. "You're still going. Oh god. I can't take anymore." I marvel at the rock. Well, I'll be damned. Is that you, Tommy?"Tom looked up. "Sissy?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"Tom hadn't seen Sissy since high school. They had dated for most of their junior year. Tom had spent months trying to get into Sissy's pants, but the only part of his body that had breached that barrier was his thumb, and only enough of that to massage her clit. He did remember her hand jobs, though. Sissy was pretty good at that, even though she did make it seem like such a chore. He had told. " he said "Are you nervous?" She asked as she placed her hand on his knee. "There's no need to be. I've been teaching driving for over 10 years now, ever since my husband passed away and left me the business. A widow at only 29." She laughed again. "Listen to me prattle on." She gave his knee a pat and then removing her hand she turned towards him. "Undo your seat belt, get comfortable and we'll have a quick chat." Nathan reached down and tried to undo his seatbelt but the damn thing was stuck.. .”As I bent down to turn the tap on Ben let go, relief washed through me, making my knees week as I lent in to sprinkle water on my face. Certainly the little incident would never be referred to, I would never have to answer for my sopping pussy and the day was saved. I sagged against the counter and thanked my lucky stars.“You really don’t look well dear, maybe you should go and lie down. You know I’ve heard of this, I do believe it’s called delayed reaction.”“Maybe, you know I do believe I.