I was floored a bit because she never handed me the keys to my race car. I brushed it off and thought that she might have been serious about starting ...it up while I buried my head in the pillow waiting for the bad news. I sat down in the drivers seat with hope and a prayer that everything would be A ok. I had already took it on 3 test drives and everything was good to go I should have no worries. I turned the key and the 302 fired up immedietely and the whole car began shaking like something. He pushed his 10” monster slowly to me, not fully hard,so I could feel him pulsing inside of me which started to drive me crazy. I started begging him to fuck, me over and over and over, his cock was fully hard now pounding my sensitive prostate, my ass started to orgasm, all I could do was whimper, squeeze my eyes closed, as wave after wave of ecstasy over took me and had me thrashing around under him. He was pounding me hard, breathing hard, telling me I was his bitch and he was going to cum. Despite that, he really didn’t understand why the government wanted him to get tested, or what for. The last test he’d ever chosen to have was an STD test when he’d developed an itch.“Is your dad home, Sarah?” Bill shouted to the kitchen.“Hell if I know! Call him and see.” She shouted back.Bill called his father in law and the grizzled old man’s face appeared on the screen almost instantly.“Hey Dave, were you on another call?” He asked.“Not now. Just hung up. Had to schedule my test,” the old. "Meet me in my room in exactly 20 minutes." And what will I find in twenty minutes?" I asked."Maybe something like this." She said lifting her shirt to flash me her full breast and then ran out giggling like her mom.By the time I finished cleaning up it was almost the appointed time. I opened the door to find Jenny reclined on her bed. She was absolutely radiant in the soft light of twenty or more candles placed around the room. Her alabaster skin had a golden hue from the firelight and her.