Some were novices. Some were accomplished cocksuckers. Occasionally one was so inept (immediately evident) that I'd pull out, zip up, and send her off... with the base rate and a polite thank you. These women would never se the inside my car again.Most were spitters, but there were a few surprising women who wouldn't give up my cock until they had every drop of cum down their throats. These women were rare and usually short timers on the Avenue.About three months into my twice weekly prowls, I. ."Baroness Shadowdale, thank you for seeing me at such short notice." Always a pleasure to see and chat with you, Sir Laurence. Help yourself to the urn you know where the mugs are. There are times when I regret allowing myself to succumb to your foul naval tradition; very few though" as she lifted her nearly empty mug in salute."How can I help you, Sir Laurence?" We need some black funding for a research project - no nothing that you don't not need to know about, but one rather we'd like to. " Steve said and set about doing just that. The others joined him clearing brush and leaves away.They had just started to clear brush away from what appeared to be an open passenger compartment when suddenly Mist screamed and pointed. Mist had spotted two bodies in what appeared to be the front seats. By the state of discomposure, they had been there for quite some time. The bodies were human in size and looked to be male. Closer inspection showed that their arms had two joints just as humans. As we started undressing we heard my stepdad walk in. He came into my room and exclaimed, "Well! Looks like you two got right to the point." Kyle responded, "You got perfect timing, why don't you come help me with her. You know what she likes afterall." My stepdad agreed and undressed himself. As he undressed, Kyle kept his attention on my now naked body, he gently touched my breasts. My stepdad came over and told me to sit on my bed. He sat me down and then had me lay down, he told Kyle to.