Sherry heard me and excitedly asked, "Can I ride along? I never get to go anywhere."Jeannie looked at me and nodded her approval. I replied, "Sure, le...'s get going. I want to be back for the ball game at 4:30."I knew that this would be an interesting 22 mile ride to town and back. I watched her walk to the van, clad in terry cloth shorts and sandals. Her thin, worn, short T-shirt allowed her flat young stomach to show. As she climbed into the van, I could see she was bra-less, as the bottom. He knew how to fuck a mouth and he knew how to be a team for the blowjob in progress. I was so much vested, enjoying the fulfillment of my fantasy that I only adored his varied growls, I only appreciated his cock growing extra hard and extra-long, I only treasured knotting of his balls; instead of relating it to his orgasm and next, without warning me; he flooded my mouth with his warm juices. I had never tasted the cum before, not even my own and I did not know what to do and held his cock in. Daisy wrapped her arms around his waist, she couldn't muster the strength for more than that. He kissed her and she tilted her head back, opened her mouth, but he'd already pulled away."Donna reports that you had an uneventful day," Dr. G said, turning the page of the clipboard in his hand."Yes, sir," Daisy lied. She knew better than to report anything Donna did. She'd pay for it. She looked at Peter. Could she tell him? Was he part of it? She had nobody to trust, she was completely alone.Dr. G. “You like putting your hard fat cock between my big soft tits?” I asked of course knowing the answer.“Oh yeah,” he said and moaned.“I bet you like it when I do it nice and slow like this,” I said pressing my tits hard around his cock squeezing it moving up and down really slow. I wanted him to feel every stroke. I could feel the muscles in his cock as I pushed by tits against it. “Fuck yes! Fuck my cock with those big fucking tits,” he moaned.“Or maybe you like it when I fuck your cock with my.