Your hips piston, slamming your balls into my face, and it pushes my fingers more deeply into you. Your breathing comes in short, ragged gasps. With b...th hands free, I reach to spank your firm, rounded cheeks short and sharp. Then I grip your buttocks in one hand while I wiggle, push, and pull my fingers in and out, over and again. Then I pull you firmly to me, forcing your rock-hard erection almost as far as I can take you. The head of your cock hits the back of my throat as you utter garbled. I had her in the middle. She wanted to talk, even though that was next to impossible with the noise of the diesel engine. But she went on and on, almost shouting questions about Amanda, about Korea, about the commo station. The driver ignored her. He just concentrated on the road like I'd told him to do. I gave her short answers, mostly grunts, which I could see were making her uneasy. I didn't care. I was already thinking about the next stage, about breaking her just as I had broken her sister. I realize Ihad saliva in my mouth that matched the moistness between my legs. "Tellyour friends what you want to do with my dick." He said, apparentlyrepeating himself."I..." I turned to my friends but I kept stealing quick glances at thepenis. "I don't want to do anything." I gritted the statement through mynew teeth and with my new high pitched voice. It was a weak attempt at alie. Even I knew it. The truth was, in that moment, his dick lookedbeautiful... and I wanted it, so bad. I wanted to. I sat at the bar, ordered a draft beer and started sipping on it. I noticed two men that were at a table looking at me and at first, I thought they were a little strange, the way they looked at me, but one of them got up and asked me if I had ever been there before, since I looked familiar to them both. I told them no and we had some small talk and he invited me to sit with them at their table. I joined them of course, not knowing anyone there and having a few hours to kill.We talked about.