She let him know she'd felt relieved and that probably he was just tired from the long drive.Once they got inside the barn, the door was closed and, a... they approached the stall, both of them came out of their clothing. Catherine reached to Jessie's crotch and took hold of his expanding tool, feeling it grow to it's full length as she held on.Jessie let her grab him, enjoying the feeling of her hand around his cock. He'd hate it if he were unable to enjoy her body, or her mouth. He'd grown. He would however smirk or laugh at her apparent pain. Her pussy dripped and throbbed as he toyed her snatch to the point of no return time and time again just to deny her of climax every time. He would rub his cock inside his pants every so often. After nearly two hours of this pussy torture he allowed her to cum. She withered and squirmed in pain and ecstasy. She began to scream but he quickly shoved a pair of her panties in her mouth. “Better bite down” he remarked as he disappeared down. I got back in my car and turned the heat up and drove. They were talking on the radio that they might close the highway. Many cars were in the ditches. I made it to the next town and found a hotel. "Do you have a room?" I asked the desk person. "No we are all out, she got the last one." It was the woman that had the flat. "Hi! its you. You are welcome to stay in my room tonight. I told you I owe you big time for helping me out back there.You know they just closed the highway." I stood there in. I hurriedly threw on an old button-down and walked to the door, opened it, and was delighted to see her standing at my door. Mackenzie was a classmate of mine at the university, and she was majoring in sociology as I was. She was a pretty neat woman. She was as intelligent as all hell, but wasn't full of pretense as so many others like her were. She had quite an advanced social consciousness for someone her age, and was also really friendly and gregarious. She was here on the pretext of writing.