She tried to struggle, to wiggle away, but felt his hand clasp her neck from behind and press her face to the bed. His voice had been deep and throaty...with passion; she had not recognized it; it sounded sort of like James’, but harsh with need and desire. Ann tried to turn her head enough to see the face of the man riding her. She was pretty certain the voice was James’, but she was not 100% certain. The gruff voice whispered, “Hold still. I’m not going to hurt you. Relax and let this. "Answer my question," he said. "Darlene, half our clientele is LGBT, I doubt they would say anything,and who knows, it might lead to more tips!" "And what would you think of me?" "My opinion wouldn't change, Darlene. Look, I like you, but not enoughto go out with. Kelsey feels the same way. We both like you as afriend, regardless of how you're dressed." "I don't know if I should be insulted or flattered," he replied. "I'd go with flattered. Okay, looks like you're done, let's get towork.". He got to within 100 yards, at the closing speed—about 140+ miles per hour—he’d go by us in mere seconds. We sprang our trap. Jim reached out the right-front door with Mom’s big red mixing bowl and held it on the roof with his hand. Meanwhile, I thrust Dad’s big gun-shaped timing light out the driver’s window and pointed it at the Chevelle. Our front bumpers were just fifty feet apart when we saw him flick his eyes toward us. Those eyes got big as flywheels when he saw what he presumed to be a. I didn't think it was possible, but he was even more excited than me. I was nervous too. It all seemed so downright... filthy. But in such a good way. I hoped I could live up to both of our expectations. He arrived to find me naked in bed, save for my panties, waiting eagerly for him. The panties were off almost instantly as just the anticipation of the day had his amazing cock rock hard and ready for me. I took his cock in my mouth like a good little slut while he fucked my throat -.