..”“You don’t have wheels.”“That’s a fact.”“Can we figure out something we can both do?”“What you got in mind?”“Campus tour, f...irst?”“That’s a start. You’re driving.”She’s been on campus – student, you know. Showed me the landmarks of the place.“Wanna go see where Luggage was born?”“It’s Saturday. Who’s gonna be there?”“That’s part of the fun of this place. People come in on the weekend to work...”“Can we get in?”She waved her phone. “Got an app that lets me in.”“Seriously?”“Well, seriously, you. With one hand on her clit and pussy and the other fondling her breast her speed and driving were a little erratic, not dangerous but quite amusing. We had come to the long channel that would take us to a quiet, secluded beach so we had to slow down. I couldnt see a lot now except in the mirror but I could tell she was having an orgasm, I could also hear her. She would stop for a second then move again and I knew I would be at the beach before them. When they pulled in a few minutes later he. Her tears held strands of her hair in a messy, matted pattern to her lovely face. The dark fire ablaze in her eyes cried out for more bites from the leather. “Harder,” she whimpered, as she rolled on to her back, never taking her water-filled eyes off mine. She spread her legs and lifted her hips off the mattress, offering her dripping pussy to my leather. Her arms and head hung lifelessly over the mattress. The hair matted on her tear stained face was an elegant mask, not meant to hide. “But of course. That is the next stage of the photographic odyssey, to order the model to reveal herself,” said David. Then he added, “But would you want more money to persuade you of that?”“No, of course not, if it’s what you want?” she offered.“Naturally,” David enthused.With no more need for privacy, she did not retire to her bedroom to change, but simply shedding her only garment there in front of him she stood naked before him and smiled.“You know, I expected you to be shaved, but I like.