It bounced.Carol was dripping from the shower. She stood up and gave John a sizzling kiss while she stroked his cock. She turned around and leaned on ...he shower wall with her ass sticking out. John put his hands on her hips and pulled her to him. He started fucking her in a frenzy. They were both in heat. Carol was moaning and pushing back at John to get his cock all the way in her cunt. John kept plunging into Carol's cunt, and then he froze and pumped his cum deep into Carol.Once John had cum. They looked expensive. She was right — money wasn't the issue.There was silence as we sat looking around. She hadn't flown across half the country to just sit here taking in the stylish scenery, I guessed."You came to explain," I reminded her.Her eyes returned to mine. There was a puzzled expression in them as if what I asked came as a surprise. "I am so glad to be with you, Bruce," she said. Her voice was almost a whisper. "I've missed you so much."An uncomfortable heat rose from my collar.. They just feel right to me. I also had a Camaro Z28, but I never bonded with that car the way that I did with the Mustangs. Much like the Corvette, the Camaro doesn’t give you the road feel that the Mustang does. The Mustang is more forgiving and is easier to reign back in before the tail spins. When you reach the limits with a Camaro, it just goes and goes fast, much like the Porsche turbos of old. I don’t know, but there is something about a rear drive pony car with a small block V8 that. Deciding to let him continue to see just where this situation would go, I turned back to face the passenger in front of me, a girl of around eighteen years of age, whose personal hygiene was appallingly lacking.The paraphilic had become bolder so that his thrusts almost overbalanced me as I was unable to move my feet forward. Moving my hips as far forward as the crowd allowed I bumped my butt back sharply in an effort to force him back but he took it as a positive sign and so encouraged, his.