She would get totally naked while the guy just pulled his cock out and fucked her. Afterwards she would lie on the seat playing with herself for a whi...le before getting dressed again. It was a good thing that the windows were tinted real dark.After a couple of months of loyal service she asked me if I wanted to fuck her. That thought had certainly crossed my mind and I had even jerked off in the limousine, while watching her in the backseat with one of her lovers.I told her that I would like to. He turned around so his back was to me as he was taking off his cut-off short and underwear. He was prepping his cock for me to see. I was curious to see. When he turned around my eyes went right to his cock. He had his hands on his hips and was sticking his cock out proudly. His cock was different than anything I ever experienced before. His cock was bent upwards like a banana. Not as long as Mr. Ds but certainly longer than my husbands. His cock was also thicker than my husbands. His balls. I looked round in panic: there was no towel in the bathroom. She sighed, rolling her eyes upwards.“Try the chest of drawers between the beds.”“Okay.”“Don’t you mean – yes mistress?” she snapped.“Y-yes mistress,” I stammered.She laughed, cruelly.“I should make you curtsy like an obedient little bitch but I’m freezing. Hurry up!”I stepped back and looked in the chest of drawers. Opening the top one I gasped. There, among some incredibly slutty lingerie and some lesbian magazines, was a selection. Such acute guy around me all the time. I must've not known what was good forme. I love you Petey. I'll always be comfortable in your arms."Pete didn't know what to say. She was obviously more attached to himthan just a friend. The friendship had blossomed into quite a bigromance. He could almost accept her, but...she used to be a dude. Hisbest friend could be trapped in her, torturing. Without anotherwarning, Jennifer sat up and stared Pete in the eyes. Her delicate handpicked his up and placed.