You must be Olivia?”Olivia hopped in the back of the car and pulled the door shut. She melted into the seat and felt a euphoric exhaustion wash over...“You look like you’ve had quite the night,” Eleanor said, smiling into the mirror.“You could say that.”Eleanor’s years as a driver taught her the signs of a fare who was in no mood to converse. She broadened her smile to hide the disappointment and set the car in motion.As they approached a traffic light, she glanced back once more to check on. In fact, the only event in my life to compare was the incredible experience Anjali had seen me through just a couple of weeks before. Both were deeply meaningful encounters that brought me to a place within myself I rarely reached, being a basically practical man not prone to introspection. Beyond that, though, the two experiences had led to a merging of disparate consciousnessestwo people becoming one for a moment, defying the solitary existences we all lead in our heads. The feeling was. She was well endowed, that was my memory of her.Dawn was still in town, no longer at her parents, she had her own apartment, and she agreed to stay with us the upcoming Friday to Saturday.So, the day arrived and Bert came home directly from school and I had track practice and would get home nearer to six. We knew that Dawn would be over after she got off work at a doctor's office in town, a little past five. Money was left to order a pizza and Mom would be back later Saturday afternoon.I rushed. As Raphael took more of Cheryl's breast in his mouth, Jesse resumed sucking Cheryl's right breast. Cheryl was beside herself with a combination of fear and loathing for the two men trying to empty her breasts of milk. She cursed the sensitivity of her breasts and she felt her pussy juices flowing from the stimulation. Ramone pushed between the two men hungrily devouring Cheryl's breasts and stuck his hand between her legs."This bitch want it bad, she is so wet," Ramone told the men as he worked.