We were driving down to Lymington, enjoying the drive in the sunshine and idly chatting as we went. The conversation at some point turned to matters o...f sex as it sometimes does, especially when we are relaxed, and we talked about favourites – positions, sessions we could remember, places we had done it and so on.The conversation made me a little randy and I leant across and felt the front of Billy’s trousers. I could feel the outline of his soft penis inside his pants and I moved my fingers. .I'll learn how to cook, I promise! I'll...I'll..." She dissolved into incoherent sobs, her head against his thigh, her shoulders shaking.She felt her arms being gently disengaged as he knelt down to face her, taking her hands in his own. He waited for her to raise her eyes to his. "You belong to me," he began, softly. "You are my most precious possession." He reached up to cup her face in hands and used his thumbs to brush away the tears as he continued, "But that's not all you are...and. He had made his way next to us, and was already naked, stroking his cock while watching her body pressed up against mine, mouth locked on to mine. I had to break the kiss with her, and give him some attention because it was his idea. I kissed him while she started to suck him off. He took my shirt and my bra off and started in on my nipples that were aching almost as much as my drenched pussy.I was in desperate need of attention there, so I grabbed her face and pulled it off his cock, pushing. "Summer." Jason smiled. "A lovely name for a lovely girl. Have you eaten? Good, so have I. Now, where do you come from?"The question honestly seemed to puzzle Summer. Josh led her over to a couch, and she sat down. "I'm sorry sir. I can't remember. I do remember my name is Summer though." she said. Josh laughed."Why are you sorry? I see no reason for you to ask for forgiveness. And don't call me Sir. Call me Josh. How did you get out in the cold in your state?" Summer's brow knotted in thought..