There was no public transportation. If you didn’t have a car you were pretty much stuck. Fortunately you did have an alternative so hitchhikers were... a common site on the roads in those days. We never heard about any killers or anything. However, you never knew who was going to stop (if anyone at all) and I was soon to discover that every once in a while you’d get picked up by someone with sex on their mind. Nevertheless, hitchhiking was never a recommended means of transport. You also never. I looked at her and told her she was a very naughty girl for showing so much cleavage. She blushed and excused herself. I then took my book up to get rang up she rang me up and didn’t say anything else. The next day I went again to the bookstore and waited till we were alone in the store and then I called her to assist me. While she was in front of me looking for the book I asked for I reached forward and rubbed her big ass and whispered in her ear one day it will be mine. As she was. I quickly grab another BDSM leather gag and wrap her little head with it to match her mommy. She struggles a bit at first, so confused, but I slap her little ass firmly and she stops squirming. Ring holding her mouth open, teeth clamped down onto rubber, she looks just like her mother now, forced into a shocked ‘O’ expression. God she looks so wrong. Such a pure little girl forced into this bondage gag. My cock swells. I imagine her walking around the house for daddy like this all the time.I. I opened the trunk, tossed in the suitcase and crawled forward, into the passenger seat. Once established in my spot, she leaned over, and kissed me full on the mouth. I responded eagerly, and our tongues met each other halfway, grappling and playing with each other. As the kiss got progressively rougher, SHE mde the first move-- that almost never happens. She leaned a little closer and started feeling around my waistline. Feeling, bcause her eyes were closed. Mine are always open-- it's been.