The townsfolk were dressed in thirties clothing. Some men bowed when she made eye-contact. The ladies curtseyed. One mother was seen telling something...to her child as she drove past. She reached a T-junction. She stopped for a decision, and the map attracted her attention. It has magically folded itself to the correct town. She easily identified her current position on the map. The map showed a castle a few kilometres away, it was quite worn out by multiple pinpricks. The map wanted her to go. Okay," I said. My eyes kept sliding down to her legs. I tried hard not to look but it was difficult."How's school?" she now asked."It's alright." How's your grades?"What was this? Did she think she was my dad?"I'm doing good," I replied."So who are you dating now?" she asked."Okay," I responded before I realized the subject changed. "Uh ... no one." I thought so. I haven't seen you hanging out with anyone lately."I dated a few girls over the last year or so but nothing much came of any of it. Skip a beat… together, apart. Once again with hisgloved hands he bade her stop the stroking, to simplyhold on tight, right where she was. With a sigh shetightened her fingers, denting the flesh.The clutch screamed; he down-shifted into a turn thenthrottled up. The cornering force slipped her back alongthe seat, her hands tightening further on his shaft theyslid downward toward the root. A touch on the brake,dropping from seventy down to fifty, momentum pressingher body forward, her chest. He kept his cock ramming in and out of her, as she fingered her button, at the same time as being pumped hard by a long, quite fat cock until he slowly came to a halt. The workmate behind Cathy grunted as he fired his juices into her arse hole and she moaned from the sensation. Wanking hard I saw Cathy steady the guy in front of her as he too unloaded a decent amount of spunk, that had been building all week, into her once again willing mouthCrawling on all fours and followed by her admirers.