As with her hand, her mouth knew how tobring me to the brink of cumming and let me sink back,my mind was a whirl of lights, I was in another world,one...of exotic pleasure. And Autumn was my tour guide.Then she moved her hands to her panties and in a swiftmove tore them off, actually broke the slim strapsholding those tiny cloth patches together. In the confines of that Ferrari she climbed over theconsole, faced me with her back against the steeringwheel, and lowered herself on my engorged cock,. I was wondering if the parties I was working at would be like this? If everyone wanted to fuck so much, right in front of everyone else, what was I going to do as "Little Brenda" that would be so cool and beyond what other women were doing so that people would want to pay me a bunch to be there, and shower me with tips when I fucked them or blew them or whatever I did? I knew I had strengths as a performer that most women did not, I just wasn't sure how I was going to use them.When word got. He was quite certain nothing in his life had ever felt better than this, laying right here on a rock shelf half way up a canyon wall in the middle of a wasteland while water worked its way into the nooks and crannies of his body. It was pure heaven.With water running off his face, he took stock of what the past few days had done to him. His exposed skin felt like that of a potato thrown into a dying fire and forgotten for days; crisp, stiff, and cracking. Fever raced through him. The injuries. Fresh clothing appeared on his body seconds before he vanished from sight. ***** "I still don't think you should try this alone Bree," he said, absently twirling a lock of her curly auburn hair. Brianna lifted her head from his bare chest, her bright green eyes fixing on his hazel ones. "Michael, my love," she began, a slight smile lifting the corners of her pink lips. "You don't have to protect me my entire life. I am a big girl. I can take care of myself." .