After all, it wasn't good for a man of his standing to be seen sitting alone in the car. He drove up alongside her, applied the brakes and opened the ...oor.She glided in effortlessly and gave him a weak smile. He laughed at her sarcastically, "Surely you can do better than that. I've paid enough for my evening of pleasure." Amelia tried to give him a brighter smile as he engaged the car's engine and drove away.He pulled up outside a large house and turned off the engine. He reached for Amelia's. We were not five miles down the road when I heard a thumping behind me and faint cries of, "Stop, please stop." I stopped, climbed down and opened the carriage door. She sat back in a shady corner, pouting."I'm lonesome," she said, wiping away a nonexistent tear. "And queasy." Can't drive from in there," I told her.She nodded and leaned over to exit the narrow door, fully exposing both breasts with their tiny pink nipples for my inspection. They were barely as big as my fists, but dove white. He didn't think his wife would appreciate seeing how her predicament excited him.Sally was also strangely affected by her condition, naked and helpless with two fully dressed men, still acutely aware of her shaved pussy. She had no idea what a wooden pony was but suspected she wasn't going to enjoy riding one.In the middle of Phil's play room was a strange wooden structure. Two large uprights supported a beam going across between them, with a padded section near the middle. The beam was about. The tongue top was minty from her toothpaste, but the underside held Letitia’s personal sweetness. After licking the underside for a moment, he pulled his tongue back a little. When hers followed, he sucked gently on it.When she relaxed her grip on his hands, he moved his right hand to her forearm. He caressed upward on that arm to her shoulder. He let it rest there, kneading her shoulder. When he thought his hand was warm enough, he moved it down to her breast. Her nipple firmed.