As I was ready to pull up to a pump, the other vehicle pulled in front and took the spot I was about to take. A young lady, rolled the passenger side ...indow down. I rolled mine down. An attractive blonde lady from what I could tell. "I don't have my purse with me and I'm almost out. Could you please put a few dollars in? I'll make it worth your while..." My first reaction was to just so no thanks. "Is there something else you'd like?" Again, my mind racing. "Would you give me a handjob? ". My thighs are resting on her shoulders. When did she pick me up? Is that giggling I hear? Nah, it has to be small birds chattering. “Wow, Nanna, you really came a lot,” she says as she lowers me to the ground. “It’s so yummy. Do you cum that much all the time?” Having finally brought my breath back to some semblance of normal, “Not quite that much, but yeah, all the time. It’s usually a quarter cup or less. One time I kept masturbating while I was cumming and when I stopped I had over a. I nodded back. "It was my pleasure." Mmm, and my pleasure too." She sighed happily. "Can you do it again?"I smirked. "I think it'll take a few minutes." I pulled back to slip out of her body.She looked down at the limp member, now coated with small spatters of her virginal blood. "Hmm, Christine said I could speed up the process by blowing you again."I got up then reached my hand out to her. "Well, we'd better take a shower and get cleaned up first. But after that? Be my guest".Anna placed her. “Sorry Rob, I screwed things up for you didn’t I?” Angela was standing beside me. I shrugged, “As long as you are safe.” We chatted about her college course, my work, and people we knew until the party ended. “I know it’s not far, but I’ll walk you home.” I offered. We set off not holding hands, but at least arm in arm, coats buttoned up against the wind and rain. When we reached her parent’s house I gave her a peck on the cheek and went to walk away. She pulled me back. “Rob, can I make it up.