"Try it again, only this time, think about pressing the accelerator gradually, instead of pushing it all at once. Make it an extension of your foot."...Heeding his advice, Maddie's next attempt was smoother and more controlled than before. It took her some time to build up enough confidence to go faster than ten miles per hour, but she never once missed a thing. She noticed everything around her while behind the wheel, and Dave's instructions were excellent, neither too detailed nor too. This was insane.But it was hard to care when I had pussy to fuck. Tight, hot, young pussy. I could tell I wouldn't breed Izolde or Dominique. They were on birth control. I would just flood them with my cambion cum. Pump them full of spunk.The same spunk that Abby ate with such enthusiasm out of Linda's cunt. She just feasted on that snatch with hunger. I loved it. I drove my cock to the hilt in Izolde's twat while Abby devoured Linda's cunt.But I had to switch which girl I was fucking. Go back. I respected her sense of commitment and a way of thinking that seemed to have gone out of date. I knew that all good things come to those who wait. I also knew that I was ready to wait forever, if that is what needed to be done. Fortunately, I would not need to wait that long.Fall came and the leaves turned. My back yard was beautiful for about a week. My azure maple was a mass of red foliage. The bright yellow of the birches produced a stark contrast against the brilliant blue of the sky. If. I was thinking that it’s just the crowd and my skirt must be a little twisted, no big deal. I’m sure it’s nothing. But then I felt a little more than just pressure against the back of my thigh. Now it felt like fingers moving over my skin. It was unmistakably the hand of my sweet smelling passenger behind me. The others pressed around me were facing the wrong direction or I could see where their hands were.My face immediately flushed and I wondered what I should do. Why was he doing this to me?.