More and more shot out in thrusting spasms until my entire face was covered and it dripped down my chin and onto my neck. I could feel a pool of his c...m in the recess of my throat. I licked my lips and ran my fingers through his cum, sucking all of it off. Sean rolled off me and lay in the grass with his arms out. I lay on top of him and toyed with his chest hair listening to his heart beating. I was deeply in love with him and at this moment I didn't care that Mama would smell his cum on me. 'Holy Shit'! I realize you might run over me. Or shoot me. 'Payback can be hell'! (could not resist a little humor here. You wouldn't really run over me would you.)You look up to the road and like a ghost there is a dirt bike in front of you, about 200 yards away.The rider is dressed all in black and the bike is hot red.Your stomach does a flip. You are scared already and the sudden appearance startles you even more.'What am I doing here'? 'I am out of my mind'!You stop in the road. I ride. You want me to take control don’t you? You want to be my little sex slave.’ He said. Before she could respond he pressed his body against hers and started rubbing his cock against her exposed pussy. He asked again, ‘Now, who is in control here?’ She only respond a soft and quiet ‘you are’ between her moans. ‘Alright, now let’s get that pussy ready for me then’ he said. He grabbed her legs and stood her on the floor. He then ran his hands up her legs lifting her lingerie as he did. Running. His smile became broader as he watched one of the female apprentices scurrying to collect a buffing machine to finalize a paint job. The second apprentice was working with a mechanic removing a radiator and had a smear of black grease across her youthful face. The only admission of their femininity was the cap each wore to protect her hair. His thoughts roamed back to when Peter and he had interviewed the girls and Peter had insisted on signing them up as new workers. Ah, yes, Peter. How could.