“I learned on my dad’s midlife crisis Ford Mustang. It’s like riding a bike, right?”Demie shrugged. “I never learned how to ride a bike, muc...h less drive a car.” I resolved that she’d learn the latter on this trip.It took some grinding of gears, but it came back to me. I called into my office to declare myself sick for the rest of the week, and then we were on the open road.After it got dark we stopped at a roadside bar for some beer and pub grub. Demie said she’d go do her own feeding, and I. And she looked so sexy with that ponytail! I wanted to tell her that but didn't dare.“Finally! That’s a rap here. What’s next, Bill?”“Well, let’s see. Why don’t I take you to see the shuttle Endeavor in the OPF?”“Great! Can we go inside,” she asked as she started to take her hair down.“Yes, but leave your hair up in that sexy ponytail if you want to go inside the shuttle.”“You think my ponytail is sexy?”“Of course! All ponytails are sexy! I have a thing for girls with ponytails and. "ummm ummmm" she moaned in spite of herself. She reached behind him and grabbed his solid butt cheeks. This man was nothing but muscle she thought. "Hands off me bitch" he said changing his tone determined not to let her have control. "Lick it, lick it baby", she ran her tongue up and down the shaft of his hard throbbing cock. "That's enough" he ordered. "Now get up on the bed" He grabbed her arm "get up " he threatened. Lifting her to her feet, bringing her back to the reality what this man. Three times more she massaged delay cream into my dick and balls until the tube was empty and four times more I filled her with my cream.In the end there was no ceremony, it was just after 4am when Malik came up stars. I’d not long since pumped another load of sperm into his wife and we were lying entwined with my half hard dick still buried in her sloppy and now quite sizeable cunt. He asked me to leave before people in the street were up and about. It was still grey outside as I left and a.