His sense of humor was so off the chain that I just decided to drive around with him all day long. We picked up passengers and drove them everywhere. ...nd, as the day got on, we decided to go to a motel ~ and I mean a real, vile, disgusting 'one-hour' motel somewhere in Queens(Queen My Name). I'd never done anything like that in my life, but I was unafraid and willing to take a chance. Sure, these days, the thought of such a thing is enough to give you five heart attacks in a row, but back. She put her head by his and nudged him with her nose."Can, or would you be willing to teach me?" as she ran her hand down his arm, almost getting to his hands and his hard cock, and ran it back up to his shoulder."um... I guess, just don't hurt me." He smiled at her, it was only in jest, he knew she would never hurt him like that. She placed her hands on the outside of his with her fingers in-between his, she wasn't quite ready for the entire handful yet. Her fingertips were exploring the flesh. He reached down and grasped each of her ankles firmly in each hand as he lifted her legs and spread her open wide, readying her for her impending violation. His cock felt large and rigid as he laid it on her tummy and gave her a few thumps with it before he steadied her for the moment of penetration. Amy felt massive excitement racing through her body as she anticipated what was coming. The stranger craddled the beast in his hand and allowed the head of it to part her little slit to its maximum. "Each piece of clothing, right? I want you to find the dirtiest, smelliest part, and hold it right up to your nose, and take a deep whiff. This is what I demand of you before I allow you to be of service to me." But ... why... ?" I could feel my confidence starting to slip, just a bit."All I want is a simple 'yes'," Kathryn said. "No debate. No backtalk. No questions. Just 'yes'. Until then, we keep upping the ante. Next demand: every time you smell a piece of clothing, you must say, out-loud,.