His gaze firmly centred on Pat's natural hanging breasts.Once he had gone, Pat snapped, “No, I can’t do this. Give me my bra!”“It’s ok; you�...�ve done the hardest part, don’t worry,” I said, trying my best to ease Pat’s discomfort.We walked the rest of the way in silence, several more people walked past, but Pat seemed less phased, even when an old man who was walking his dog lifted his gaze from her chest and said: “Nice.”When we arrived at the car, Pat adjusted the wing mirror to look at. You don’t think she ran off the road, do you?”“Belle? God dammit, talk, woman!”“Belle here.”Her voice sounded empty and far away, as if she had been stunned.“What happened, Belle?”“They came along side. The blonde was riding his cock and the brunette riding his face. The girls were kissing and playing with each other. Then, they started cumming. The two gals and the guy, all cumming at once. I could see their faces. I could see everything. I am going to stop up here at the rest stop if anybody. When her orgasm approaches, those visions of his her turns to pounding her while she looks up into his eyes, begging him to cum in her. The very thought sends her right over the edge. Her fingers work furiously and her knees wobble as she gives in to her ecstasy.Hot water pours over her while she recovers. Ray’s voice beckons her in the distance, an expanse that seems like miles away. “Zaria, are you coming? Breakfast is going to get cold.”“Yes, Daddy,” She answers, turning off the water and. Caroline Breeze had become a hot topic in Mountain County. Frost Borough was the county seat as well as a college town. It was an off year election cycle. That election was less than 15 days away. The Frost Borough local media went berserk with the kidnapping and rape of Caroline Breeze.The sheriff was trying to ride the coattails of her rescue to reelection and was taking credit for a lot of things that happened there, and that was fine with me. Going into the final weeks to reelection the.