I about to undress another woman, passionately wanting to share the innermost secrets of my body with her. But my hesitation was over in a flash, over...come almost before it took place. I wanted Sarla, wanted her tenderness with all my heart, wanted her slender body with its musky perfume, wanted to touch her secret places, and above all, wanted her to touch mine.I reached behind her graceful neck, pulled the long zipper down, right to below her waist. She turned to me, smiling, as she lowered. My hands remained on her breasts as I made my way down her body kissing her as I went. It didn't take long until she realized what I was going to do."Oh Mark, what are you... ohhhh Darling... don't stop...."Her words came quickly between her panting breaths.My lips first made contact with the flesh of her abdomen. Her body quivered as I continued on my way. I caressed her flesh with my lips and teased her with my tongue. I knew I was getting closer to my goal as my lips sensed the slope of her. I sigh in frustration, though figure hes probably trying to throw me off. He then slides an article of clothing up both of my legs. Its soft and has a thin band of elastic in it. Given that there are no holes for my legs, I guess that hes putting a skirt on me. There. Now youre all pretty, Seth. He rolls me over. Making an assumption about what he wants, I climb up on my knees. My ass and balls feel slightly cooler than my hipstheyre exposed. The skirt is pretty short. Im immediately. The long bench seat wasn’t ripped and the windows weren’t too dirty to see through. ‘What’s wrong with my truck?’ ‘Nothing Angus, absolutely nothing is wrong with it,’ Billy sneered and added, ‘Nothing that a new one wouldn’t cure.’ ‘I got a new car at home and I like this truck,’ Angus added, defending his choice of vehicles. ‘Get off my case or I’ll leave you at Prissy’s house and go back home.’ ‘You wouldn’t dare.’ ‘Try me, asshole. This wasn’t my idea.’ Billy did not comment on the threat.