A finger massages her tight little ring and she moans softly. We spend several minutes on the stairs, me gently finger fucking her. My cock hard withi... my trousers. I can feel the wetness of my precum moistening my pants. I remove her tights and pants, pulling them down her legs. I briefly bury my face in their warmth, breathing in her smell, enjoying her musk.We get to the bedroom and she turns to me before sinking to her knees, unzipping me and freeing my hard clock from its confines. She. I am just saying that if it happens, not to be surprised.’ So saying he settles back in the corner again and refuses to say any more. When we arrive at the gypsy camp I am at once in awe of the women. It is obvious who the chief’s daughter is, since she is wearing a dress similar to mine, but the number of coins that she has around her forehead is greater than any other of the women. William opens the door to help me out and instantly every eye in the camp is drawn to us. A man, who is bigger. The brunette pulled the car off the roadway when she came to an area that was suitable to do so. The pull off area looked to have been created by semis trying to turn on to the narrow blacktop from an old logging road that was directly across from it. The brunette exited the car, followed by the big man. He helped Misty exit as well. This was a rural area, woods on both sides of the road and no houses in sight, nothing but the woods and a two lane blacktop, and about a 20 foot area between the. I was amazed that they had all been wearing seatbelts. A lot of people are still grumbling about being forced to wear them. I always wore mine.This wasn’t my first accident either, and I have seen the results of people flying around loose in a tin box. I touched the woman. I couldn’t believe she was still alive. She had been seriously injured when she was slammed into the door when the car rolled. She had busted bones and a nasty skull fracture. I could feel her slipping from me.I pressed the.