Anywhere but here will do. I drive what seemed to be an endless path of American asphalt passing road signs and entering through a state line. My ener...gy level start to deteriorate as the day becomes afternoon, and the afternoon becomes night. I don't feel a sense of being lost but I do see that I'm driving through some unfamiliar roads. The endless driving suddenly makes my mind wander to the time of the incident in the corporation. Once I get to the secretary sucking my dick part, I find that. He wore a custom fit baggy pant because nothing off the rack ever fit him. Underwear weren't even an option. He let the pants fall to the floor and released the three straps that kept his dick firmly attached to his left leg.It had been the easiest solution.In junior high, he had been large but not out of proportion to his classmates. Then came summer and the male growth spurts. As the rest of his body filled out and changed, so had his member, gaining more than an inch a year until he turned. Stacey didnt want to give him the satisfaction of hearing her beg for the spit, but she didnt think she could last much longer. Suddenly heard herself screaming, I cant take anymore of this, please get this over with!! Hearing this, James smiled and nodded his head to the man standing behind Stacey. She heard the buzz of a motor and knew it wouldent be long now. James positioned the spit pole at the entrance to Staceys pussy and let the Jessica 3000s powerfull, slowly moving motor take over. Santa Cruz is a small resort and university town on the Pacific coast between San Francisco and Monterrey. One of its qualities is that it has drawn an abundance of former hippies and other avant-garde types. One of the things that I like about Santa Cruz is that it is, indeed, a very liberal place. The spa I visited is clothing optional, but nobody wears clothes in it and men and women of all ages, sizes, and types use the facilities quietly and respectfully. No children are allowed, ever..