.. the gate still works ... there it is. Hangontie 48. Nice jump ... and you stopped in time."She pressed the button again and I heard squealing tires... Evidently ... the gate closed."What do I say to the cops?" I stuck my thumb over my shoulder."Shit!" Wendy exclaimed, "Stay in the car ... I'll handle it."I listened through the window."What do you know ... Miss Valmaat ... in Mrs. Valmaat's WRC Citroen ... and David Valmaat driving. This must be my lucky day." You know we never exceeded 54. Sara's legs were closed and she was leaning forward. She shuffled closer, her tits by Sara's knees. Sara smiled down at the hapless girl. Her dark eyes stared at Ceri's face as she leant back, slowly. Sara began to open her legs. Ceri, desperate to hold her gaze, looked up, not down at Sara's soon to be exposed cunt.Sara's legs now wide open, Ceri's eyes were losing the battle to concentrate on Sara's face as Sara simply smiled back. The battle was lost as Sara began to pee. Ceri's eyes snapped. His thrusts were precise, strong, drawing his length out before stabbing deeply. She breathed erratically, the occasional soft moan filling his ears. His mouth punished hers, his tongue invading her as easily as his gender. She was helpless to his driving desire, open to him, slick for him.The cool air shimmered with their body heat, sweat beginning to build on their skin. He pounded her harder as he felt himself draw nearer to his release, the moist smacking of their flesh becoming a loud. I hope you don't think I only said 'yes' just to get free publicity," she said. "I didn't know that you had a publicist, and I really did want to, um ... You know." Um, no. I wasn't thinking that."He stared into her dark eyes, and she gave him a curious look. "So you really turned down a date with Dakota Fanning? For me?"He nodded.She smiled. "Wow."For a long moment, Joey and Lynne just looked at each other, just looked into each other's eyes, and he just drank in her beauty and marveled at.