I had to swallow a lot of it, I couldn't spit it out anywhere. He kept pushing it in deeper. I thought I was going to choke to death. Finally he relax...d and stopped pressing jis finger into me. I guess this ment he was finished. I felt good, but didn't cum. The man then pulled me up so that I was sitting facing him behind the steering wheel. By this time my pants were off me all together. I felt a little freer to move around now. He reached down and started playing with my little cock again. "It's something that wants to congratulate you for being such a great talent and putting on such a wonderful show." Ooooo, and I want to be congratulated." When?" How about now," Helen said with a wink."Maybe we should wait 'til later."My hands had wandered to Helen's butt, and had begun to massage the cushiony flesh beneath her shorts. My fingertips managed to find their way beneath the leg hems and pushed their way into her panties to feel the wet slickness of her labia. A single finger. I put a pillow under my knees and started working on that ginger haired pussy. I used my tongue and lips and fingers. Not once did she object even when I started on her little ass hole. That really turned her on because the moaning increased and she pushed her ass back for more and more. That also boded well for the future. By this time my cock, which had been a little limp from all the previous fun, was renewing itself. It was time to complete the group's initiation into my history book of. I can feel her softly move closer to me, her legs move across my body to the other side. She’s poised to be on top of me if she keeps moving. I stop moving my hands, leaving them on her butt cheek and her thigh. Her moves stop, and she breaths deep and exhales. “Don’t stop,” she whispers, “I could use a massage, your hands feel good.” She finishes.My head says stop and my penis starts to take over. My left hand squeezes her butt cheeks, she moans accepting my advances. I can feel her body.