They drove quickly to some woods and Miss Jones soon realised that Sir expected her to empty his balls again. The benefits for him were increasing, wo...ld they for her?In the woods, Sir was even more dominant, thrusting his cock deep into her throat. He gripped her hair in two bunches, pulling her head forward and back, kept calling her Whore Tones (to rhyme with Miss Jones) and taunted her desperately rubbing her clit as he made her gag again and again.When Miss Jones swallowed Sir's cum, Sir. I crawled over to her, my cock rock hard. I’m sure my eyes were as big as saucers and my mouth was literally salivating. Her cock wasn’t hard yet and it was d****d over her large balls and over the edge of the couch. “Just kiss the tip of it like a good boy, baby”, she whispered to me. I slowly and tenderly kissed the tip. It was warmer and softer than I had imagined. I was in love and I was addicted. I wrapped my lips around the big head of her cock and felt it swell inside my mouth, so wide I. Her cat-like eyes looked back at him, and her eyebrows bounced in approval. It was clear, now. She was game. This boring girl needed some exhilaration, and he would play up to it. He rode the bike around and let her enjoy the scenery, the speed, and the adrenaline. At one point, he gestured towards a diner, but she snatched his hand and pinned it down to the handlebar pulling back on the throttle. She was now leaning on his back, with her chin on his shoulder. She was his. That was O.K. with. So I did as she said and stripped down naked and got into the bed. She walked out of the closet with this big blue dong strap on swinging between her legs. She looked me in the eyes and said “ you are mine tonight!” I was somewhat nervous as I've never been in this position and didn't really know how she would react or peruse the events that were about to unfold! As she slid into the bed with nothing on but her big blue dong she knew exactly what she was going to do. She commanded me to raise.