” so here it goes…So, it had been three weeks but still the memory was fresh as new in my head. It went on and on like a tape in my mind making me... horny every time. Though, it was a big risk i had taken, i’d loved every inch of it. The image of his cock was stamped in my brain. I had his number saved in my phone, but i couldn’t dare myself to call him up. I hadn’t done anything like this before and another pre-decided meet would have meant confirmed banging. The thought itself made me wet.. I watched from remote and could not believe how offensive she attacked every men she liked. But finally she found the right one and both came over to me. Anja introduced him to me and added that I will just play a minor role so he don‘t has to be afraid. We never decided on that but good enough. We emediatly went home with a taxi and went straight to the bedroom. The position was prescribed by anja as me on the back on the bed she was with her back on my front and he was facing her and they. There was cream and blood on his penis and I started to cry with fright wondering what he had done, he had a worried look on his face and calmed me down by saying I had been broken in and it was natural and it would not hurt for long. I was still in distress as he cleaned me with a hanky but the pain did start to go and I nervously laughed at last when he said the next time it happened it would feel a lot nicer. We both managed a laugh when I asked if he was going to do it again smiled when he. It was now known that the Patrol convoys travelled at very high speed, and often far too close together. She had decided to try and shoot out the tyres of the front vehicle, and maybe cause a crash involving all the vehicles. Just maybe the Patrol might believe that this was a genuine accident. And since there was little or no paramedic ambulance service these days, and the fire and rescue service, what was left of them, now refused to cover motorway accidents, any surviving Patrollers would.