Then he moaned and holding her blonde head, her top knot squeezed with his thumbs, he fired for Africa. 'OHHHHH...SHEEEEET...YEAAAAAH...BAAAAAAAH....S...EEEET..FUUUUURK.....DOORRRRRRL...TAKE IT...DEEEEP.', HE YELLED OUT!Anne-Marie was fighting for air. She was being filled good and proper, taking her calorie intake well above the normal. One shot after another spat down her narrow throat, filling her tummy. Only way she could get air she told me was to wait until he was not pulling her head so. We knew that we wouldn't own a car of our own for several years yet, but it was always useful to know what to do.He called it 'First Parade Servicing', which is what it had been known as in the Army when he had done his National Service.He made us both check all the tyre pressures (including the spares), check the oil levels with the dipstick, top up the windscreen wash reservoirs with a mix of water and antifreeze, and undo the radiator cap to ensure that there was enough coolant in it. The. I looked around, lot of them are full size, not discreet enough for what I wanted it for. The sales clerk came over, asking if I was finding everything OK. I told her I was looking for something small, discreet, but powerful. She suggested a bullet and showed me a few of them. Wow, who would have known that there were so many. I picked one out a 5 speed, waterproof bullet. She opened the package and tested it before I left and. I wondered if Mike’s cock would spread me wide. I loved the feeling of being spread by a hot virile cock. My imagination went into overdrive as I stroked my tender, sensitive inner flesh.Placing the fingers of my free hand around my clit, which now was protruding from its hood, I circled it and pinched it until I started to moan. I felt the heat rise in my body as both hands busied themselves in and around my pussy.I placed the wand over my clit while my fingers stroked in and out. I raised one.