Once she was seated and had her handbag under the seat in front, I leaned across and spoke. “You only just made the flight.” “Yes, the bus from ...Verona to the airport was held up. It was a long ride getting here,” she answered. I thought she sounded very nervous and thought to myself, that she looked a bit stressed out. “Where are you going?” I asked. “I’m going home to visit my family in Argentina,” she replied. Ah! I thought, not Miss Brazil after all, she must have been Miss Argentina. I. “Y’can use her and share her, but don’ you let her get loose.”“Yessir,” the man said, licking his lips as he grasped the girl’s wrist and pulled her to him. He patted her butt and said, “Come along, Honey, we’s gonna have some fun.”Buck drove the roadster back behind the barn and had his mechanics disassemble the car. The engine and wheels went to one scrap dealer and the frame and body panels to another.The headquarters tower of Jackson Motors was near the sprawling assembly unit on the road. “Why not? It’s actually what goes on here.” That brightened her eyes. She started stripping to the music as she responded with how bad she wanted me. She was down to nothing but a thong when someone else came in. I grabbed her hand and pulled her on top of me. We started kissing as this guy watched. She loved it.She was grinding on me and started trying to undo my pants. After she got them undone I took them off. She stood over me and removed her thong. Her pussy was almost dripping wet. She. Miss Linda quickly corrected her error and gobbled thespurting snake and began swallowing. She quickly discovered thedelicate art of controlling the flow and spent the next five minutesslowly draining Melissa's bladder."I trust you two sluts enjoyed your treats," Melissa chuckled after theraucous applause had subsided."Oh yes, Mistress Melissa," Linda smiled. "Very much indeed." Simon? How about you? Did you enjoy my pee as much as you didearlier?" Yes Mistress Melissa. You know I did. .