They would simply roll their eyes and quip “Boys and their toys!” whenever he bought a new one, but it made perfect sense to her. Frank owned a ve...ry successful insurance agency in St. Mary’s, so successful in fact that Ronnie didn’t need to work. Since she only drove the Chevy to go shopping and around town, she hardly put a hundred miles a week on it. Whenever they went out together, they would always take Frank’s truck.She smiled in remembrance of the many good times they had had over the. Their was this one girl that came close to getting raped in their I tell you. She had the most perfect ass and a set of legs that would make your tongue fall out and hit the floor. I had her come up and the damn kid wanted a new fucking big wheel and all I could think was about sticking my dong in her mommy's ass.Anyway the day went on as usual, I was forced to do this shit for community service project for college. I couldn't wait for it to be over till one day I was daydreaming I guess. He felt a pressure and suddenvibration on his neck. He let out a gasp. The vibration moved around,feeling very good and counterpointed by the occasional kiss somewhereelse. It slowly came up one leg and climbs to the inner thigh, comingtantalizingly close to his pantied crotch. Sara paused it there, lettingthe sensation grow, and then turned it to a more intense setting.Deekan's hips bucked in anticipation and he let out a moan. Sara slowly removed the blindfold, not moving the device. Deekan. “Oh ... it’s you,” I muttered. “I should have known. Could you not put out your cigarettes on my counter top?”Her black lips spread into a wide, toothy grin, another cigarette hanging from her mouth as she peered down at me with her cyan eyes. They reflected the light from the ceiling lamp, shining like a pair of emeralds, her reptilian pupils examining me in a way that seemed cold and calculating.Her head very nearly touched the ceiling, she was well above six feet, probably skirting seven. I.