The trip can take as little as three and a half hours or it could take six depending on traffic.This morning the work traffic was relatively light, so...we made good time. During the ride up the Turnpike, I thought about how I was going to explain Bill's presence. Company policy is that we do not pick up hitchhikers. Technically, he was not a hitchhiker, he was a stowaway; but I didn't want to fight that battle."Bill, when we get off this road, we are going to pass a Courtyard Hotel. That's where. Holding it close, she inhaled deeply, and after the second breath, felt completely relaxed, whatever fears and trepidations she may have had simply vanished. She could feel the woman's hand touch her between her legs, but she did not jump or pull away. Whatever she was doing was not uncomfortable, and after a minute, actually began to feel better. The woman talked quietly to Olivia about growing up, and about her desire to find a husband and get married and raise a family, all the while moving. I reach under her to play with her nipple ring. As she rides to the top again I pinch her nipple hard,drawing out a pained and pleasurable moan from her. He leans forward to drive an angle on her dripping pussy. Again she goes wild, crying out as we draw the lust from her from both directions. As he rails her unmercifly, I shift over and slowy reach under her, seeking her clit with my fingers. My fingers find themselves on either side of her steamy lips, feeling them streched around his cock. We break the kiss, loosening the embrace, and look into each others eyes. You search my face, looking for a sign, afraid of "Stop", hoping for "Yield". I look down, and reach towards the top button on your shirt. I grasp it, and undo it while gazing into your eyes. Your breathing has slowed, you're afraid to move. Down your shirt I go, undoing button after button. After I have finished, I draw you close and kiss you again. Reaching towards your collar bones, I put my palms on your shoulders,.