The others pinched and pawed at her breasts and ass on top of and under her clothes. A guy put his hands under her shirt and squeezed her firm tits ha...d. She cried out. He then went to work twisting and tweaking her hard pointy little nipples. I knew she orgasmed twice from this attention by the look on her face. She had once told me that whenever she orgasms she bites her lower lip and her eyes roll upwards. I watched this happen twice as they played with her body. I tried to get to her but a. ”“Yeah it’s been slow this won’t take long you can wait in the office.”It was a one garage shop so you can imagine what the waiting area looked like - dirty sofa, couple of wooden chairs, coffee machine and a booth with a counter and computer.After a very short wait he returned and took up his position behind the counter “you just needed a shot of Freon, it’s $150.”As I approached the counter credit card in hand I decided now was the time to make my move.“Thank you so much I am so grateful, I. I'll be your gal for a month if you stop seeing the groupies. I won't ask you for a cent, because I'm already wealthy.If we love each other after a month, we can come to another agreement. Although it felt like a set up, I couldn't see it. She inspired trust. “It's just a month,” I said. “You're on.” And then oh Man did she fuck me. She was very lusty and loved to see my cock going in and out of her in every position we took. She talked dirty too – something I have heard before – but in her. The preacher man was married and he kept his hands to himself not at all like the previous backwoods preacher that never failed to yank down a girl’s panties to see if she was staying on the straight and narrow. He usually didn’t do anything except spank the naughty girls and massage the good girls to reward them for being properly behaved. I generally got the massage because I kept a good exterior image of being a “good” girl even if I was humping like a cat on a hot tin roof with my cousins.