I just wanted this toend, so I spread my knees a little. I was sort of facing the crowd, so theycouldn?t see anything they didn?t see already. ??Wide...r, Candy,? shesaid sweetly, putting the whip between my legs and pushing my legs apart. Iflinched at the touch, thinking she had hit me again for a second. I wiggledaround a bit, but didn?t spread my legs any wider. Who cares, it?s not like thecrowd can see at this angle. This a show, right Ms.I-Like-Roleplaying-As-A-Mistress? ?Aaahhh!? I screamed. "No problem, we like to keep to our own in any case!" he said.I squirmed slightly, slightly nervously, as he stared at my legs through the tracksuit bottoms I was wearing with my trainers and tee shirt.He had a brand new Lexus, one of the Range Rover clones they make, and we were soon purring up past the reservoirs and up the hillside until we were high on Saddleworth Moor, the track deteriorated and soon the tarmac was left behind, and then he stopped, by a white post."Hundred yards from here. A thirst in my soul that I had all but forgotten was suddenly apparent by its disappearance. I felt the tears on my cheeks but all volition was denied me as the object of my denial stood before me as I'd often imagined, but long given up any hope of seeing.She looked spectacular; her hair was dishevelled; she wore no make up and her eyes and nose were red from the biting north wind, but a more wonderful sight I had never seen. She was manna, ambrosia and a warm summer's day all rolled into. Below her waist she wore a loose fitting pair of short shorts. She appeared to be ready for action wearing clothing that could be removed swiftly and with little effort. I licked my lips and my cock began to rise as I walked outside to welcome her. Sherry hugged me and gave me a friendly kiss on my cheek and said that it was wonderful to see me again, but that the bulge in my shorts indicated that I was in dire need of more of her tender treatments as soon as possible. I agreed, and took her.