He began biting the inside of his lower lip, shuffling his weight in his seat, darting his eyes from the speedometer to the road to the radio and back... around again. His breathing starting to quicken and his hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as he gulped loudly and then said, “Sure.”He kept his right hand on the steering wheel as he brought the other down to his crotch, but I put a hand out to stop him. He paused as I said, “You focus on driving,” releasing my seat belt and continuing. "She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies,And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes;Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies."Fran stopped and turned to me. She sighed deeply and melted into my arms. Every young man starting out in life, I thought, should do himself a favour and learn these lines by heart. "Oh, James," she breathed, "that's so beautiful." She turned her face up toward mine. Her eyes were closed. My eyes bulged as he started humping me, slowly drawing my inner cunt out as I clung to him in an effort to stop him leaving me.He had a smile on his lips as he moved freely in and out, I was his for the pleasure and I surrendered as his eyes closed, seeing him concentrate as he built up then released everything through his cock and deposited his seed atop my pink cervix, which dipped and drank as passionately, as he deposited, drawing the seed into my virgin tubes, the deepest any man can. Now, why don't you use that settee over there to show me what Harry didn't get right with Lucy?" You're sure?" Lou asked, incredulous. "Right now?" If you expect to get out of here alive, Mister!" she growled in a voice that sounded very feline.Lou scooped the leggy witch up and strode over to the settee. Both would need new clothes later to replace the ones that would momentarily be suited only for the rag bin.~-~"So, you're saying that my monk-like existence carried over into your life,.