She held still and hugged me very tightly for a few minutes but then ever so slowly she started to move her hips. It was just a few millimeters at fir...st but she was picking up steam quickly. Within another minute she was slamming herself up and down on my cock like a woman possessed. I still let her control everything, as I wanted this time to be hers. As she developed a rhythm I began to thrust back into her. We paced each other and once again her hair trigger sent her into orgasmic bliss. " My voice was passionate, filled with a shorter woman's envy. "You can buy jeans in your own leg length without having to get them taken up. You can take an escalator in a store and not worry some man is going to try to take a photo of your knickers up your dress on his phone. Gawd, I envy you so."I licked my lips and continued. "You have that long easy stride of someone who never needed to wear heels. Gawd, I wish I could walk like that. Like Katherine Hepburn." A deep chuckle surprised me;. Only Amy looked unhappy. I think she didn't want to be separated from us. We could address that later. Right now, the thrust was to get to the line safely.Two weeks later, we had entered Georgia but not at I-85. We had stayed south and took another route into the state. We found a safe place for our people and Bennie and I went to I-85 to look at the area close to the state line. Bennie is patient and pointed out that one car in the Georgia rest area was parked on top of some brush though it. It helped make the events reality for them both."Well, we can't have you wearing cold panties, now can we?" The questionwas rhetorical and immediately followed by an order. "Go into the cabinand bring me my leather paddle." Yes, Mistress" was the only reply allowed. He felt both excited andcringing at the thought of the pain to come as he moved towards thehouse."Mince, slut!" she directed, and he instantly began to do so, takingsmall steps and swinging his ass, knowing how sissy silly he looked.