Screams similar to those of sea gulls fell on deaf ears. Grunts passed through his gnashed teeth. Her teeth also gnashed, her head thrown up and bac...k, eyes screwed shut. Thighs and buttocks clenched like knotted rope, fighting the unwanted penetration. There was no audible pop, but he felt it through his soul, when the thick ring snapped over his flared rim. He paused, just for a moment, letting out his breath in a long slow deflation. Her wriggles became more frantic. Her hands left his. But, as I say, I did have some built-in advantages, so why not give it a try? If I did it gently, what would be the risk? She knew I wanted her when I was a teen-ager. She knew me. She had wiped my snotty nose, picked me up when I fell, and who knows what can happen unless you try?I hitched my pants up, gathered my courage, and drove to her house. When she opened the door and smiled at me, my courage fled. She was still radiantly beautiful. If anything, a little age had improved her. She had on. Lovingly she stroked my dick back to full erection, then she carefully stretched the tight latex along my entire length.Straddling me, she rose as high as she could on her knees and gently rubbed my large head against her tight opening. From the back to the front, she rubbed her entire length, coating me with her juices. Finally, she positioned my cock carefully and started lowering herself.Almost immediately Marissa screamed, “Ow, ow!” and rose up again. “Wow, that hurt,” she said as she. There wasn’t enough light. But at the same time, it was too much light for a farm house. It might be a truck stop or perhaps a roadhouse or motel a little ways out in the country.Amanda didn’t care what it was. The blizzard was rapidly closing the roads and any port in a storm meant exactly that– any port in a storm. Whatever it was, it was where she would stop. She would hunker down there and tomorrow– or the next day– or perhaps even the next– she would continue on. If there was any phone.