Placed a pillow under her ass and lifted her legs up above my shoulders….her pussy was shining with her juices and looking like a hot mould ready to... be rammed by my shaft.She:Do you have a condom..??I: nope…I certainly wasn’t ready for this na….She: Amm..what to do then…?I: lets do it anywaysShe:I was hoping you would say that….and saying thisShe grabbed my dick which was rock hard again and guided it to her love-hole….after a gentle first push, my dick glided easily into her pussy and it was. At that exact moment, an eighteen-wheeler had just blared it’s air-horn as it veered off the snow-packed pavement towards us along the highway’s edge. Lisa’s angry, yet shrill words activated an Energists’ time-stop bubble around us as we instinctively cowered at the truck’s loud horn. This time-stop definitely saved both our lives, as the massive lumber-loaded Kenworth truck was no more than ten feet from steamrolling and possibly Lisa.“Oh! Shit!” I cried as I stared up into the frozen. He called me prudish because I would not wear a bikini, calling me a cold fish when I refused to let him stick his finger in my vagina. He said I was heartless when I did not want to accommodate his penis in my mouth. The more I tried to explain my ethics, the more he flirted with other women.He always came back, begging me for forgiveness. Like a fool I took him back, too scared to be alone. Until last Sunday, that is. I could not take it anymore. We were at one of his friend’s houses to watch. Her fingers continued their teasing path, as I felt her mouth slide off my cock with a wet slurp. Her left hand, previously holding my cock upright, squeezed tighter around me, slowly travelling up to the head of my cock, aided by the generous lubrication provided by her oral attentions. Her hand slid excruciatingly slowly up and down my cock, maintaining a delightfully tight grip all the way. At the same time, I felt the fingers of her other hand move deeper, from tracing the edges of my crack.