I want you closer, need you closer, need to get lost in you, become enveloped by you, completely. You help me, quickly removing your jeans and boxers ...to make you accessible to me.Urgently, but also with reverence, I touch your engorged flesh. Your hard cock is warm against my fingers. I caress it lovingly, feeling more wetness seeping into my already soaking panties. Your hips jerk involuntarily, grinding your erection against my palm. Pre-cum wets my hand and I raise it to my mouth, licking. "No, but I will call back and let them know you must have gotten gas and left before I got here," He said as he put his paperwork back on the roof and began to write.Again, he pushed his pelvis through the window, his semi hard cock definitely trying to escape. Glancing back I saw the huge wrecker almost touching the rear bumper of my car. I was completely hemmed in by the wrecker behind and a dumpster in front. It didn't matter anyway I had no gas to make an escape."OK, Ok, You got me. $200 it. Yes master." I didn't like this at all. Ashley was a sweet little girl, not some drawing board for Mikes cruelties. But she agreed to this, so she knew what she was doing... right?"If I catch you comforting her in any way, including verbal, you are in for one hell of a punishment. It will make the baton on the first night look like a walk in the park." understood." Good. Now go, sit in front of her. I want you to see her face." I walked over and found Ashley smiling at me. It looked like she. I felt the wind die down. Looking around, I saw the storm continuing to rage around us, but it was like we were in the eye where nothing was happening.Sally looked up. "Is it over? What was that?" Then she noticed the eerie contrast as well.Mr. Gillman looked around. "Either the storm is as odd as it is for just showing up..." and he looked at me "or Ral is demonstrating an ability he has yet to discover."Sally looked at me. "You're doing this?"I thought about the storm. I could feel it at.