Finally, I bent over and lifted her size 6-7 thong out of the pedal. The accelerator pedal must've pivoted about an axis where it touched the floor be...ause she tried to give the pedal a mighty pump with her foot, but since her foot was small and her heel was in the cup, the pedal barely moved. She, however, flinched in pain as stomping on a non-moving steel pad must've hurt the knee and leg. She then sat way up in her seat and put her toes on Mike's "toes". She extended her leg as far as it. I gave her a certain deserved priority. This did quiet the grumbling. Everything seemed to have settled into a nice routine. I was seeing plays again and the ladies were enjoying themselves on our quasi-dates.Now, you are probably asking yourself, what the hell did this guy have that these women were throwing themselves at him? I can guarantee that it sure wasn't looks.First, they weren't throwing themselves at me. It was simply a pleasant evening out with no strings attached. A woman can tell. The power of her suggestion, and the sense that she was greatly aroused thinking of me, satisfaction, struck me as very giving and caring. Misty was indeed sensitive and extremely desirable, the kind of companion I wanted in my life. Suggestions of her desire to share oral pleasures with me. Pleased me as my thoughts turned to her once again.My wife had gone to bed early, not an unusual event in my world. The dog was lazily sprawled at my wife's feet in the bedroom downstairs. My time for. She started squirming, put her legs over my shoulders and then used both hands grip my hair and pull my face in tighter to her engorged pussy. She started grinding on my mouth and tongue. I was working as hard as I could to make her cum. She started bucking and writhing and had to put a pillow over her face to muffle the sounds she was making. When she finally relaxed a bit, I stood up and took my clothes off. I was as hard as a rock and soaking wet. I crawled between her legs and started.