Rick held his cock close so that his milky seed hit Nora’s cheeks, chin and forehead. Nora also felt the liquid enter her mouth as she held her lips...open in an attempt to capture it all. She felt the fountain spew all over her face and her tongue darted out to lick round her lips. She felt the warmth as cum dribbled down her face as Rick held her head in place. He then pushed his wilting member back into her mouth again and urged her to suck him dry. ‘Lick it, Nora, lick me clean,’ Rick ordered. ..?Anita laid the top down and pulled off her baby-doll top. She slipped the lace top on and tugged it into place, then examined her appearance in the glass. This just might do, she thought. An awful lot of skin was showing, including most of her breasts, waist, arms, and shoulders. She put the jacket back on to see the effect. Just right - it hid just enough but met John’s requirements. She tied the sash at her waist and turned around several times to check out all the angles. Then she headed. Her left arm cradling a small bundle very gently but protectively. I noticed her because her skin contrasted against the dark night sky. Almost as if luring me to pull over, like preteen children trusting the molester in a dirty white work van, holding a handful of candy. I had never stopped to pick up hitchhikers before and as a matter of fact, I was always warned against it. But I literally couldn't pass this young lady by. Helping her seemed utterly paramount. Her beauty called out to me. I drank it with my pinky up, and that pleased her.“My name is Lady Princess Ginger Wondermoney; how do you do?” she asked.I was so nervous that I muttered: “I am Jenny.”She giggled and shook her head no. “You can be anyone you wish to be in here. You don’t have to be your regular self. You can be someone else,” she laughed.She thought I was REALLY Jenny and was giving me permission to be anyone else I wanted to be.“I am still trying to learn to be Jenny, Ma’am,” I said.“Oh wonderful, well my.