. ways of being ... fucked and they are ... all yours to ... use as you wish." She was determined to make it clear to him that she would be everything...he had ever desired, even if it meant using nasty, crude words and doing things her mother would certainly consider nasty, dirty or both."Oh, I had assumed that," said Hugo, "Your being here sort of implies that, doesn't it? It's the other things I like, besides fucking, that might upset you." What are they?" asked Helen, straining her innocent. ”Sara smiled, motioned for me to lean back, then climbed on top of me, lined herself up then slowly pushed down. I would imagine that she would be tight but wow, was she ever! This felt amazing, her pussy was very wet, and her tight lips were so soft! I felt really tempted to push my cock in but I said she could do it so with much effort I kept my word. She started moaning when I wasn’t even halfway in and started pulling out a bit then pushing down more and more until her cunt was completely. I looked at her and she burst out laughing saying what a dirty old bastard he was when much to our surprise he came back and sat down a few seats in front of us on the other side of the aisle. He then proceeded to eye up her legs, staring from between the headrests of the seats in front of him but looking away whenever I looked up. Mrs O tried staring him out but he just held her gaze and continued to eye her up, continually looking at her legs. Mrs O leaned toward me and whispered "You've got. " Mom, it's raining. Your window's open. No handles, remember?" I'm sorry." She went into the bedroom and came back with the keys. "You're a good boy, Jackie." You'd think with the money those things cost, the windows would roll up themselves when it starts to rain." I think that's next year's model."I was all set to run out to the street when I saw how hard it was coming down. I grabbed my coat from the hall closet and draped it over my head. I got out to Mom's car and finally figured out how.