She stood and pulled her miniscule hemline down as modestly as she could. She watched them as they approached her. Both had great bodies, muscled from...daily manual labor, slightly sweaty and a bit dirty, both in faded jeans and work boots.The driver had sandy blonde hair that had obviously been bleached by the sun. The passenger had dark hair, almost black. Both had tattoos, not scary prison-looking tattoos, but professional ink. They introduced themselves. Brad was the sandy blonde with a. “Mmmm, I’m glad we were able to do that.” she said. I gave her a towel to clean her hand and helped her get dressed. I tried to give her back her panties, but May told me to keep them as a gift. “Which reminds me!” She continued. May handed me a small gift box I hadn’t noticed before. I opened it and saw a high quality digital camera. “That’s for you to use on your trip.” May said adjusting her boobs. “And I hope to help you fill it up with all kinds of kinky pictures.” She kissed my cheek and. Sure she was a great lay but...I stopped a moment, you know, almost everything she'd done had a familiar feel to it, almost as if I knew? Snapping my fingers, of course! A mile away, I felt her lurch over from the snap I'd just done. Smiling, I remembered, she might be linked, for now, but they were still my abilities not hers. I was well used to them, she'd only seen me use them. Thinking harder, I reached out as far as I dared, yup! It was her, my ex-wife. Told you I was a sucker for a tight. Taking it deeper into her mouth the head was soon all the way in and Gaby kept going lower and lower.“Remember to breathe out of your nose!” Mary had told her as she put Gaby through her paces in private ‘sucking’ lessons with a number of different sized dildos.Moments later, and breathing through her nose, Gaby could feel the head of the Master’s cock in her throat and his fuzzy grey pubic hair tickling her lips and nose. As she moved her mouth up and down his shaft Gaby felt like she was.