I swallowed it; wasn’t gross at all. He then unbuckled his pants and shoves his dick in my mouth. He put it so deep that I started to gag. He was de...p throating me and I loved it. He said that he was about to cum and I said that just put it in my mouth, as spilling it in the car would be bad, moreover I wanted to drink it. =PHe came like a river. I swear it was like 5 big spoons of cum; sweet and a little musky. It was too much, so ironically some fell on the car mattress. I drank the other. She made a point of staring at my bulging codpiece."I'll do whatever you want," she said."Who are you?" I asked, slowing my breathing and hoping my prod might relax a bit.She swallowed and licked her lips."The truth now," I said.She nodded, straightening the top of her bodice. I enjoyed watching her chest rise and fall, her rounded boobies appear and disappear behind her lace and silk."My home is on the Hudson, but I am not married, betrothed but not wed." And?" I said."My, my intended is being. "Now, Petra comes the fun part. That big strong man has you where hewants you. And you're just a helpless girl. His fingers find your pussyand slowly rubs jell all around, just like this."Peter is completely helpless as he feels a finger entering his bottom.And it's not long before there are two fingers. He could not helphimself as he began to push back against Sarah's fingers. How he knew itwas Sarah he did not know or question. He was too wrapped up in themoment. In no time he was. "I'm Dalton," he said. "But she wouldn't be in a dump like this. Tooclassy."The bartender shrugged. "The beer is cold," he said."Thanks, man," Dalton said. He left quietly as he came.The small brick house on Elm was circled by flowers when Dalton walkedup the drive. He was wearing a t-shirt and khakis and a pair of Army-issued sunglasses. He knocked gently at the door.A woman in her mid-50s answered the door. She looked, frankly, likeBeaver Cleaver's mom."Can I help you?" she said. "I'm afraid.