For a moment Kirstie stood and stared and then swore again very loudly, letting go with all her frustration in one violent outburst. She failed to no...ice the suited businessman walking toward the other car and then veering sharply towards her.“Is there a problem? Can I help?” His voice was quiet and almost genteel, the words crisply spoken. “Ah, sorry, I see the problem” he added before she could say anything. “I’ll get Richard to change the wheel for you.” He gestured for the Chauffeur. I felt the sopping wetness of her panties. My cock stirred at the sensation.“Rip them off of me!” she pleaded.In a state of complete arousal I tore her panties off in one swift motion. She jerked violently but I held her steady. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down my boxer shorts. I lifted up her skirt and entered her from behind. She pushed against the car while I rammed into her. Her moans turned into loud gasps. I could feel the orgasm rushing through her body. As she finished I could feel. She said “Slide it over, I’m sittin’ with you.” I slid to the driver’s side of the back seat and she bounded into the seat, slamming the door behind her. Sally had the vehicle in gear as the door shut and took off like a rabbit into the busy traffic of the airport roadway, dodging in and out of lanes, making the best time she could, I didn’t understand the urgency, but left the driving to her, after all, she lived around here and knew how to get where she was going, scary, but true. By. „That's it, girlie... mmm... yes... feels... very nice.“ Quentin felt his prick as solid as it could possible be. This, he thought, is quite an enjoyable change from actual fucking. I wonder how long I'm going to make it last? Madame Vesta's Elixir made him so randy he didn't seem to have a great deal of stamina. No matter, he thought contentedly, I can always go round again!He was beginning to pant. The lust was beginning to rise.„Faster... faster... g-girl... squeeze... more... more....