But there was an air about them. You just knew that they were used to giving orders and having them obeyed.I pulled Anthony's pants down and bared his...already hard cock. I was impressed. It wasn't anything like Blake's, but it was about eight inches long and quite fat. I started licking and kissing it and then I took it into my mouth and began sucking it. I tried very hard to please him and I don't even know why, except that's what sluts do.It took a moment and several abortive attempts but. I continued on until I got to a pickup truck that appeared to have someone sitting in the passenger seat. I was reluctant to pick up garbage right next to the truck because I did not want to seem too in-your-face and pervy. I was careful on the passenger side but then moved around to the driver side and went right up to the door. I was almost startled when I realized there was a young woman sitting in the driver seat looking at me. I paid her no mind and continued picking up garbage as the. The pressure built in my groin. I gripped Trish’s hips as she worked them against my crotch. “Almost there,” I warned. My legs began trembling and I felt Connie’s fingers at the base of my cock. “Oh, fuck, NOW,” I cried as I pulled Trish away from my cock. Her tits hung with a nipple at each of my ears. Connie grabbed my cock as it left Trish’s pussy and tilted it to where her mouth closed over it. The first blast came just as I exited Trish, but the rest went into Connie’s mouth. I could feel. The car was a metaphor for her life, I could tell. I thought about it for perhaps a quarter of a second and approached her. “Hey,” I said. She was surprised. “Hi…” she responded. “Dennis.” I extended my hand. “Do I know you?” “No.” That got her thinking about whether she should pursue the conversation or not. She didn’t move so I knew she would. “Nadine.” We shook hands. “How’d it go in there?” I said. “Um…fine I guess?” I didn’t respond. I looked at her in a way that said I expected her to.