I finally look down, getting a good look at his hardness. I get an even better look when he pushes on my shoulders, firmly pushes me down to my knees ...n the carpeted floor. The contrast of his pink cock in my chocolate brown hand was more than mesmerizing, his purplish mushroom head leaking pearlescent precum, and begging to be licked.So, I did.Giving his head an experimental lick, tasting the sweet-salty precum on my tongue, I felt one of his hands come to rest on the back of my head. I looked. Sweeney. I’ll be working the afternoon on a different route. I won’t see you.’ He gazed at Caroline in the rear view mirror. ‘Oh dear! No Bill? It just won’t be the same, will it Caroline? We’ll miss our Bill.’ ‘Yes, we will miss him. No one treats us quite like he does,’ Caroline replied, catching Bill’s eyes in the mirror for a split second before he resumed focusing on the road ahead. When they arrived at the depot, Bill gave Caroline a farewell wave as she descended the steps. ‘Bye. She moaned and so did I, one of my hands sliding onto my own pussy, massaging it softly, just as it did Perminda’s a few minutes before. I must have stayed there good twenty minutes, the uncomfortable position of kneeling between her legs caused my back to hurt and feet go numb. I didn’t want to stop, but I felt that if I didn’t I was going to give myself a cramp. Just as I was about to change positions, she grabbed onto my hair again, pulling my face free of her pussy. “I’m so close, Nik. So. "But what do you reckon. I was out in town with an ex boyfriend when I wasan entire motorway away...."Clutching at straws I said the first thing that came in to my mind..."Err...Time-slip...?" What the fuck is a time-slip?" It's someone seeing a snapshot of history... happens more than you'dthink... Google Bold street in Liverpool..." We are not in fucking Liverpool and err.... Time-slips you're weird...."I was still frantically clutching those metaphorical straws...'SherlockHolmes said after.