I highly doubted she was serious, but then again, as Kara said, stranger things had been known to happen to me. Not to mention the STD test requiremen..., but I’d had a nearly perfect string with that recently. It had been much more of an issue in the late 80s and early 90s because people weren’t regularly getting tested. It was far more common now.I walked over to my car, got in, waved, and headed back towards the motel. I resolved to do one thing, and that was take my gun into the room with me.. .............. I am past caring.In the taxi he does his usual trick of showing the black taxi driver the pictures and video on his phone and inviting him to stop and do the same to me if he likes, I always hate this bit as I am not drunk; sometimes they laugh it off and drop us in town................sometimes they take Simon up on the offer and I get fucked, or cum on, or sometimes depending on what video he has shown them made to drink their piss. This time the driver ignores my pleading eyes. They had fucked 2 more times over the next couple of hours. Her needy hungry cunt still pulsed with need of a cock. She was on her knees sucking and licking at his soft cock hanging between his legs trying to make it hard. "Aaaaahhhh shit, not again," he gasped. She had his soft cock in her mouth and it was beginning to pulse and harden."Dad, are you here?" a voice said."In here son," he answered holding her head so she couldn't come off his cock. "It's only my son. He came to meet me from his. She then felt his hand slide down her ass and pinch the hem of the bottom of her dress and slowly rise it up to her hip. Again Sally knew she needed to run, to get away from this man, but her legs would not move. Her pussy was tingling and oozing her juices. Her head hung back on Marcus’ shoulder as she felt his hand entering her string bikini panties. She felt the panties falling on her legs as the strings broke free. Again she wanted to run, but when Marcus’ fingers entered her pussy,.