.. “AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHH!”She has never heard such a blood-curdling cry. Yamamoto just hit Laura’s helpless soles with a stiff, sharp J...panese cane.“Next time, you’ll be careful...”Yamamoto boasts of his exquisite artistic taste and culture. He can decipher Egyptian hieroglyphics and cuneiform writing, he understands Sanskrit, he can read classical Greek and Latin, and he is an informed and well-known music lover. But his favorite art is dancing. Laura was a famous dancer and she. I pull it out and stroke it, slipping it into her mouth for lubrication. You are jamming your co0ck into her harder and harder; you've found her other foot and can't get her unlicked sweaty sole over your face fast enough. "Hold off for a second" I say, and you slow down, pulling your cock almost out of her as I step closer, aiming my cock at the junction of your cockhead and her pussy. "Oh, god I'm gonna fucking cum!" I grunt, "Yeah," you reply, "Shoot it all over her cunt and then lick it all. Tammy cupped her breast through her shirt and bra and flicked her thumb over her hardening nipple. Natalie was surprised when she felt her nipple harden and come to attention. Tammy kept up the exploration of Natalie’s mouth with her tongue French kissing her as she gently pinched Natalie’s nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Natalie thought again that she should stop Tammy but it felt so good. Plus she thought to herself she could always stop Tammy before she went too far. Natalie moaned. I didn't hear the guy behind me honk the first time. When he leaned on his horn harder the second time, Jen's head snapped around and caught me staring at her. Red-faced, I turned back to the wheel and gunned the accelerator, catching up with the flow of traffic.Jen told me she was ready to drive for a while, and we pulled over at a gas station to fill up the tank and trade places. As she took over, we headed west on I-40 and talked about how much longer we would drive. We'd "gained" an hour.