‘It’s not a man… But it will do…’ Gemma though to herself as she sat back on the bed. Pulling herself to the middle of the bed, she lay on h...er back and spread her legs. Her hand ran from her stomach up to her left breast. While it was still clad in the lacy fabric Gemma lightly squeezed the mound of flesh, delivering a small moan of pleasure. Leaning up off of the bed, Gemma unhooked her bra and tossed it to one side. Her hard nipples poked up to the ceiling, Gemma lightly tweaked her breasts. I was a trap, Bert was presenting on a silver plate for his boss to take. “Have fun”, Bert said, smiled and went out. He locked the door behind me.Until then I had never been properly buggered in my life, but that was about to be changed. It basically came down to; “Corporal, bend over and shut up”. He used the lubrication I and Bert kept hidden in the room. His cock was not very large, wich was good under the circumstances. It was very manly, I was excited when I was leaning over a bench,. “Hey baby, one of your back tires is low on air.” The boy on the passenger side screamed so I could hear. “Thanks!” I yelled back. I slowed down from 75 to 55 and pulled in the slow lane. There was an exit approaching, but it appeared that there were no services at the exit. I thought I should probably pull over and take a look so I took the off ramp and noticed the boys in the pickup had slowed as well and followed me down the off ramp. As I approached the stop sign at the end of the off ramp. You have as much to do with it than any of Guy's perceived skills." She thought for a moment. "Probably more. He was sitting opposite to you at the table and you looked so gorgeous in that dress and he was getting teased with glimpses of your breasts. It must have blown his blood pressure over the top, I am surprised you managed to get here with the dress still on." Marion thought back to that evening."Yes. I did tease him. I seem to have found an exhibitionist streak in me. I kept turning.