"What the hell..." he swore as it came to a complete standstill."Maybe you're out of gas?" Selma suggested helpfully.But Doug knew he wasn't and a qui...ck glance at the gas gauge confirmed that it was half full. Desperately, he tried the starter again, but the sputtering sound was ominous."What a place to break down!" he muttered as he looked out on the dark, lonely road. "We must be miles away from anywhere!" I think... I think the nearest gas station is about two miles away," Selma said in a. I had a small bottle of lube in my pocket that I retrieved as I pulled them off. I opened it and squirted it on my hand. I grabbed his cock as we were face to face. I liberally applied it to him as I whispered that I wanted his cum where he has never put it before. Greg eyes lit up as I moved to the other side of the tree he was up against, rubbing the lube over my ass as I did. "Come on in Greg..." I said as I grabbed ahold of the tree with both hands, spreading my legs apart positioning my. You want me to finger fuck your ass? You gotta beg me for it. Say it…say please fuck my ass…” She growled at him and sprang at his face like a snake grabbing his lower lip in her teeth. As she sucked on his lip she cooed, “Mmm…please fuck my ass. I need it.” Almost purring now she said, “If you don’t I won’t be able to cum again. Please…please fuck my ass with your finger while I pump your cock.” He obliged in an almost violent fashion. He reached around her waist with one hand and held her ass. "Leslie nodded. "That is what was in both the fire chief's report and thereport filed by the sheriff. However, the fire chief indicated thatthere might be more to your story than you stated."Her brows went up as Pat described how they had gone out a window becauseof the chain on the door."The sheriff neglected to include that in his report, but there wasmention of a lock and chain on the door in the fire chief's report," shesaid. "That is one of the reasons I want to speak with the two of.