"The only reason it comes to Church Norton at all is to take villagers to the Tesco-WalMart supermarket. Those that haven't got a car that is..." Who ...an afford one of those these days?" wondered Cherry."I used to have a car," said Charles who was working on the other side of the conveyor belt. He was at least forty years old, so it was perfectly possible that he was telling the truth. "It was a second-hand Chrysler Chipper. It even ran on petrol. You don't get cars like that anymore, at least. " Thank you, dear, it's good to see you. And to feel you." You're most welcome, Sir."Once inside I gave her the little parcel with the Gucci scarf. "I hope it's the right colour." Ooohh, thank you, dear. Yes, I think it is just the right colour for the Alfa Romeo. I'm getting quite Italian."She tied the scarf round her neck, and guided me into the living room. "Sit down, love, I'll be right back with a couple of cups of espresso."She had prepared a small tray with my favourite whisky, her own. Our cheeks were pressed together, mingling his drying cum and his wet tears. "There, there," I said, "everything will be alright." Looking down I saw his cock, slackining but still impressive. Then it hit me like a bolt of lightning. His fear of abandonment. I am still reluctant to admit that this was the means to get his cock anytime I wanted. So manipulative, but looking at his perfect(albeit small) body and enormous cock I knew that I had to have him. "Alright then Jody, it'll be our. Our kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity. I felt myself harden. My penis was jutting out of my shorts. I felt her breasts against me, her nipples firmly pressed against my chest. I could taste her amazing breath, I could smell her body, and I was more turned on than I ever had been in my life.It didn't take long before Karly was standing there in front of me, wearing nothing but her bikini underwear and a bra. I was in my boxers, and, within a couple of minutes, we were completely.