Now I'm going to pump your cock until you either cum or ask me to stop." There is that sassy smile again and I know there is more to this. "Now if y...u cum I will make sure you shoot all over your pants so you'll have to return to work with a mess. Also, I will not stop pumping even after you have cum until it is time to drive back," and with that you start sliding your hand over my hard throbbing cock and my hips buck in response. You reach over with your other hand and start softly squeezing. The way it was supposed to work, they shoulda been lying on the beach in Mexico with four hundred thousand dollars in their bags, instead they were stuck in the god damned wilderness with very little money and a shit load of drugs. That marvelous and multifarious stash might be worth four hundred thousand dollars, if they could connect with the right people, people who would give them a decent price and not kill them. Barbara had some contacts around Boston she was working on, but that was. She is exactly as she portrays herself in chat. ‘So what are your plans for the rest of the day?’ She asks. ‘I was just going to ride up the coast to some friends’ place and spend the night with them.’ ‘Why don’t you spend the night here? Do you have to be at your friends’ place tonight?’ I think about the long ride in front of me, the fact that I won’t make it before dark, how much I hate riding the interstate at night, and the possibilities this gorgeous lady may be offering. My decision is. “After that first night at the beach, your dad and I were starving. It was early in the morning, so few places were open. Not to mention, we were almost broke. Your dad saw a sign for this place, Waffles, all you can eat, $4,00. I had a ten-dollar bill hidden in my purse. Grandma always told me to make sure to hide cab fare in my purse.” I place my hand on her thigh. “Like you always tell me to keep an extra twenty tucked away.” The waitress sets down the waffles, we look at each other, smile,.