Seems safe, she thought. She had a pee, washed, and checked herself in the bathroom mirror. Then she made some touch-ups to her hair.How the hell did ...that happen, she asked herself as she walked to the parking garage. Daniel was an attractive young man, certainly, and she had been alone in the office with good-looking guys before. She had even flirted with them when out with girlfriends. This wasn’t like her. What had happened to her?When she got home there was a message on the landline for her. The whole time I was acting as if I was doing something in my trunk. I looked down and could see the sun shining on my pantyhose legs. It took her about 20 seconds to pull out of there. As she started to drive away I closed my trunk turned the corner to my car and stopped sideways to her and started to fix my nylons as she was about 2 feet away from me. I was so excited I want and rubbed my pecker through my pantyhose and came hard.Started to get bolder and more perverted. I parked closer to. Anyone agree?'Mark said, 'it will work if there are paper and pens available for us to make notes, I know girls always get very upset if their boyfriend forgets the smallest details about them, but with four sets its going to take time to learn everything about each and remember it.'Suzanne pushed him, 'of course we will get upset if you forget the slightest detail, it would show you don't love us if you can't remember every little detail of every event in our lives. You want four lovers you. In as much as I found this trite, I understood that this was part of Rodney’s masturbation and stimulation routine.My thoughts were brusquely interrupted when Rodney commenced face-fucking me with gusto and manipulating my head with frantic cupped hands. Rodney’s sniffing now became wild, and his vocal onslaught chaotic, as my mouth and throat got firmly battered. I began drooling like crazy as my hands held on to Rodney’s thighs frantically, as I got force-fed Rodney’s dessert.Every time.