I don't need a ride. Please just go." I clench my teeth and I silently pray that the driver will just get annoyed with my stubbornness and drive away....No chance, "I would never forgive myself if I see something on the news about a girl getting kidnapped or something terrible. Just get in the car. I don't bite." I take a deep breath and I shake my head but my feet disobey and begin walking over to the passenger side of his Ford Escape. I open the door and the fresh scent of smoke makes me. She struggled to see and felt another cock against her lips she opened up and sucked on it hard. She was starting to feel turned on. It had been business initially like most of the fucks she’d had over the past months but this one was getting her wet. The men even commented on how wet she was as they took turns in her mouth and pussy. She felt the final cock enter her this was was the biggest yet and she let out a loud scream as he fucked her. His fingers gripped into her arse cheeks as he. However, for most of us it remains just that - a fantasy. Unless, like me - and my name's Steve, by the way - you are one of the fortunate few lucky enough to live out your fantasy…* * * * *Joining the army wasn't always my main ambition as a c***d. Like most young boys, when I was a k** I always wanted to be a professional footballer, pop star or Hollywood actor. The only problems I encountered were the fact that I'm no good at football, can't sing to save my life and have about as much chance. Then he got bold. “You liked sucking me, didn’t you.” I looked up at him…our eyes met…we smiled. There was a time for talk, but this was not it.I reached for his pulsing cock, taking hold, gesturing it close and played with it. “That feels so good Mom,” he said. I stroked him again and cupped his balls. “Are you going to make me come again?” he asked. “Would you like that?”…a stupid question but we were feeling our way. He said: “I’m having those sexual feelings we talked about.” I.