The ride pushed off and she almost forgot to be scared, so great was her anger. Then speed and centrifugal force kicked in and she screamed her lungs ...ut along with Sasha as they swooped and dived. The adrenalin rush united them in squeals of laughter till the journey was ended. That unity of spirit remained right up until the strapping pony-tailed guy helped them out again.“So, ladies, ride of your lives?”“I hope not.” He’d been casting looks over them both, but it was Sasha who arrested him. "Well, not much, really, she's just doing something with her hands. No, wait. Now she's holding this thing. I swear, it looks like an albino snake."Bronson sensed he was being given the business. "Bullshit." No shit," insisted Freddie. "She's doing something to it with her hands and it's gotten bigger. What the...? Okay, I'm not making this up, I promise. But she just bent over and slid that snake-looking thing into her head."He looked down at Bronson. "You think this is like some Praying. He tried to stop me, saying it’s not necessary and to stop, but I couldn’t. I had to touch his cock or at least try. As if in slow motion, my hand brushed his crotch. I let my fingers part and feel for his manhood through the thin paper towel. Time stood still when my finger tips felt the outline of his hanging dick through his pants. I just stared straight ahead, on my knees, nervous, heart pounding and touched his cock.He pushed my hand away and said it’s fine, then sat back down on the. He senses this, and squeezes both of them firmly, gently but strongly kneading them. He pulls the hands away, then flicks the tips of the nipples with the end of his index fingers. ‘Now that I have their attention…’ His hands slide up and fingers hook over the top edge of her dress. He pulls the dress’ fabric down, over the tips of her nipples, and hooks it under the cups of her bra. Before she even realizes it, her breasts are exposed. Rather than the normal squeal and cover up with both.