His mind was heavily occupied as he drove hurriedly through the oddly quiet housing estate. Trees and lamp posts flashed passed the window without rec...gnition as the cogs in Harry’s mind accelerated, spinning faster and faster like the wheels on Harry’s car as their tyres sped across the surface of the road. The suspension absorbing the impact of the small bumps in the tarmac, indicator lights flashing, cogs turning, wheels spinning round and round and round again, Harry’s concentration rapidly. It hugged her torso tightly, accentuating her rounded breasts and pushing them together to show more cleavage than he was used to seeing on her. The bottom of the dress hung to just below her knees, and enough of her creamy pale skin was on display that it immediately piqued Jason’s interest. She had dressed her outfit down with a more casual jacket over the top, and it made her seem more accessible. She had done something to her hair as well, and it hung in waves - framing her lovely face in. ‘Yes, of course.’ ‘Ahem, well. What I was wondering was, is how does a well spoken, educated woman like yourself come to be a working girl for an old bawd like Madame Evelyn?’ ‘I no longer work for Evelyn and it wasn’t by my own choice, James. Why would you think that?’ she asked, her fine, clear voice rising higher. ‘Not by your choice?’ ‘No, of course not! I was living with my mother in San Francisco and working as a dressmaker when they took me.’ ‘You were taken by force?’ ‘Yes. I had been. The girl sucking my father gave a happy little moan and continued to bob up and down on the prick that had given me life. I've watched quite a bit of porn on my computer and it seemed like this blonde knew what she was doing, varying her technique and reaching her hand up to cup my dad's balls as she swallowed him to the hilt."Ugggghhhhh, Sammi, I'm gonna cum, you cock hungry little tart. Take my load on your face like the spunk sucking whore you are!!" Dad nearly screamed as the girl moved her.