It was salty and I realize he hasn’t showered after his football practice. I spit on his cock. “Don’t do that! Just keep it in your mouth... You’re getting my car seat dirty.” “Well, you taste gross. You didn’t even shower after practice.” “Bitch, how was I supposed to know you were going to suck on my cock. Well… don’t stop now. I’m about to cum” “I don’t want you to cum in my mouth… not with you tasting like that. Pull over here, to that parking lot. I want you to fuck. And it would come to her in that instant as a breath or a look. Just before he took a fist full of her long hair in his hands to pull her in closer for a soft, lingering kiss or to push her mouth down to serve him further. He could be anyone. From the darkest Lord of the Underworld to the Prince of Beauty’s dreams – His range was incredible. For her he was truly an angel thrown from hell. Tonight, what would she want? What cunning phantom or humble muse will possess her under this moon?. She pulled a large bath towel from the duffel and held it up. Definitely big enough and not transparent like that outfit last night. Tempting, yes, but with the way Brad was talking on the trail today... it might be interesting.Ashley looked toward the sitting area. Brad was still trying to get a fire going in the fireplace, but Jarrad seemed to have disappeared, probably to the commode closet. With one eye on the sitting area, Ashley stripped quickly out of the bikini and wrapped the towel. Dreamed of, wished for, and feared I would never have. And, bang, you made my every dream come true."I thought, when you began, Mom, that you were going to tell me that you two were going to set up housekeeping together and that I damn well better find myself a sponsor, 'cause it wasn't gonna be you." Megan took her time, taking a sip from her wine, examining its contents. "I was devastated. I couldn't breathe. I've never had a nightmare so awful in my life as the one I had last night, awake,.