Fuck... I'm gonna cum, baby..." He yelled and I felt him fuck into me even harder. His cock swelled and pushed at my cunt even more."Oh shit... here i... comes..." I groaned, "I'm gonna fill you up wiht my cum!" UH! Yes... cum inside me... yes!" I groaned. I didn't see anything clearly at all, my orgasm seemed to have been lasting for minutes, and suddenly it again went to another level as I felt a hot blast shoot against my walls of my cunt."Yea! oooH! fill me with it!" I yelled as another blast. Instead I felt obliterated and like I was being serviced in both the most wholistic and mechanical way. All that existed was waves of slow pleasure coursing from my core into the world.I'm not sure how long this went on, it could have been 10 minutes or 10 centuries; I was shut off from time. Eventually my girl (well actually an attractive mid 30-ish sweet, but independant woman) whispered “you’ve been good” as she slid off of my back and dimmed the lights even further.She rubbed my shoulders. “How long until your flight leaves?”I shook my head and looked at the dashboard clock. “Not for another two and a half hours.”She shook her head. “He’ll find you if you sit around the airport for that long.”I glanced behind us. There was nothing there. The pileup had closed down the highway. “How could he know where I’m going?”“He may have tagged the car,” she said. “Or you. He may know ways of tracking someone no matter how far away they get.”“Okay, if that’s the case, then I need to find a. The young’uns went in too. They wanted to see what Eli had been trying to tell them about a telegraph machine that passed words through the wires and got more words back when someone in Kansas City talked on the other end.When they walked in, the first thing they heard was the tap-tap, tap, tap-tap, tap of the telegraph clicker. They ran to the counter where the man was tapping on his machine then waiting. In a minute or so, his machine would tap back at him. They stood with their chins on the.