She gunned the engine. It shook like a stallion panting for the mares. She squirmed in her seat, making the skirt ride up her legs. Cars from the othe...r direction slowed, telling her the light was ready to change. She took a deep breath. Her eyes gleamed in anticipation.Green! Her shapely right foot jammed the Camaro accelerator to the floor. Tires screeched, digging into the asphalt. Shift into second. She was gone.Deputy Sheriff David Leonard was in his Crown Vic police cruiser in the parking. I opened my eyes to look down to see my cock sliding through Sam’s lips. This can’t be happening I thought, I have to stop him. I closed my eyes once again, overwhelmed by waves of pleasure and desire. His fingers wrapped around the shaft as his tongue played with the head and I knew I would come very soon if I didn’t stop him. Then he took me so deep his nose bumped against my groin and all thought of making him stop flew out of the window. Sam’s lips and fingers were bringing me to a climax. Her throat spasmed to swallow it and the movement coaxed more from the tip of his prick. It seemed a never ending stream. 'Johns' who paid her to do this let her move her head and throat as she wanted when they came and it really was much more comfortable. Eventually his prick stopped jerking and began to soften. It wasn't long before it slid easily from her throat and he pulled her head by the hair to one side and off his pubes.She was surrounded by the group, but in the dark of the playground. She had been down in the hull learning cargo manifests, in the engine room with the mechanics, and on the bridge as a Navigator. The captain gave her various tests usually comprised of handing her a piece of dirt or dead plant and asking to find the location and how to get there. Beth did this with difficulty at first, but soon she had the hang of it and she was always right. The newly feminized crew began looking upon her as somewhat as a mother figure often visiting her in her cabin to ask.