” He gestured for the Chauffeur to join him by her car.“And this one too?” she threw back pointing at the other tyre. He crossed around to her...side of the car. “Ah. Okay. Problem with that one I would see”. He responded. “Can I offer you a lift anywhere and you can collect your car in the morning? Or would you prefer to use my phone to call someone?”The Chauffeur walked up beside her as they spoke. “I think you can see the problem here Richard.”“Can you drop me at the Queen’s Head in. Any more of ‘fun time with Wanky’ and she’d be hurling. Hurling… maybe that’s it. During the drive, she felt like blacking out when he was drumming. Maybe a severe enough blow would make her pass out and she could slip from this horrible predictament and back to herself. But how? Something painful, Sharp pain but nothing permanent or damaging. As Salvor started actually working instead of screwing around on Lit, the idea came to her. His hands gripped the heavy server and she knew if she could. She stopped opposing and calmed down.For some time, I moved my hand on her arm and kept touching her boobs. Her breathing became faster. I understood that she was enjoying everything. I stopped moving my hand at her tits, and cupped both the tits and squeezed slightly. A moan escaped from her mouth. I bent forward and kissed open part of her shoulder, neck and cheek. Now she was breathing heavily. I wasted no time. I made her stand up and planted a kiss on her lips. To my surprise, she opened. I tried to pull her head off of me but she resisted, still working my spent cock. It was starting to get really painful and I tried to pull her head away but she grabbed me by the wrists and held them next to my side and, even though I topped her by a head, she easily outweighed me by 50 or 60 pounds and she pinned me to the mattress easily. It was excruciating, her tongue on my over-sensitive cock head, rubbing and sucking. After a few more sucks the sensitivity died down and I was able to.