I had thought to
bring a flashlight, luckily. And I know these woods like the back of my hand. I
used to play here all agaysex the time as a little girl.
"What else did she ask you?"
I waited. And waited. Jim hesitated, unable to speak.
He found a gas station open a few blocks off the free-
way -- he did agaysex that because he planned to cool off
afterwards, sitting on some bench near the water. The place had a few lights on, but as he drove up, most
were turned off. He was pissed, figuring the place was
closed.
I chided him that he was describing my place of business,
well-known to him, not some supposed other woman's. I reminded him that now and
then he helps me out there, by sucking cocks or helping me to relax between
customers by licking my cunt clean. That explanation made sense to him.
I felt so free without my shorts that I
took off my shirt also. I must have been a sight driving down the highway wearing only hiking
boots, with one hand on the wheel and one hand on my dick. Bill
reached over and pushed my hand away so that he could stroke my cock.
