My cunt contracted on her fingers and my waist clenched tight and expanded like a concertina. Fuck it was wonderful. I should have cried out, but it w...ould have been too obvious.I had just straightened myself up, and brushed down my skirt when Dad knocked on the door.“Have you two finished your talk. Can a guy get a beer at some time!” he exclaimed.Fucking great, I thought, too fucking late and too fucking polite.“Yeah,” I shouted, as he entered the room, “We’ve just about finished anyway.”I. Jack chuckled.“Alright, gents. Bill shut down the cameras for three minutes, but we have to go before police are called.”He turned and moved to the exit. Men parted for him; Omega followed, wobbling and unsteady.She followed Jack to the curb where a black sedan waited. Pedestrians turned to look. Cars slowed. One honked. Omega shook her tits in appreciation.Jack slid in the back seat and shut the door in her face. Pointed to the front seat.She turned herself to open the door with her cuffed. I had cum once and this gave me thereserve to hold on. I don’t know how long we were makinglove in that box but I lasted a long time. She came again,her pussy gripping me and then I sensed a milkingsensation, as if millions of tiny hands were drawing myjuices from me.The sensation was indescribable, so tight, her pussymuscles seemed to have a life all of their own. I lostmyself and came for the second time during that play; herpussy had found what it had been searching for. I welled upand. Oh I had ten grand in cash that no one knew about. It was in my bugout bag. Anyone in my situation without a bugout bag was an idiot. I had a clean pair of jeans, a shirt, some underwear, two fake driver's license. No one knew about and ten grand or the fake IDs All of it had been purchased and hidden away while I drove for the Greens. I knew that the day might come, when I needed to hide from everyone. If that or this identity went foul, I was going to be able to survive a while till I worked.