We had only gone about a mile, when I felt his hand on my knee. Looking over at him, he asked, “would you like a blowjob?”I quickly grabbed his ha...d and pulled it off my knee. I stopped my car and told him to get out.Only queers sucked cock and no way was a queer going to suck me.Later at home, I reflected on what had happened. I thought about how much I wanted my cock sucked, but had never contemplated having it sucked by a guy. I was wondering if I had made a mistake in not letting him suck. Fresh and hot, saw him do it and a few of us hovered and wow, was it tasty,” snickered Fly1.“What old Vladimir, he’s getting regular,” replied Fly2, buzzing in and joining him and a friendly family of burly blue, horse flies on a large, runny, splattered pancake of prize Holstein Friesian cow poo. “Don’t think he can manage to get back up the dacha these days if he’s caught short. Anyway I had an ace time, got stuck in the nicest possible way.”“Well they’re all pretty regular. It’s in their. I stared out at the dunes of the desert. “There's just sand. Nothing but sand.”“They're deeper in the desert,” said Mother Azuliana. “There are nomads who live out here who follow the oasis and caravans come from the gold mines of the mountains. That's why there's so much treasure in antlion nests.”The sun vanished. Night descended. The moonlight shone on the dunes as we flew over them. I shivered as we stared down at the sandy waves. It was like the ocean had frozen and then petrified. It was. I used the moment of conquest to unzip him.Now this would either work brilliantly or it would fail miserably, but I had to make it quick to have any chance. I shrugged out of the bra and held it up to him. "Here, hold this." He was so surprised at the sudden appearance of my naked breasts that he just meekly took the bra from me with his jaw hanging open. "Now, one last test and we're all done." And with a smile and a wink, I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband of his underwear at the hips.