When he eased a finger into my dripping cunt I almost yelled out loud with pleasure. I bent over my husband, pulling out his cock and wrapping my lip...s around it to keep from yelling.My new friend soon had two fingers in my very wet pussy and I had my husband on the verge of cumming. I figured it was now or never. I sat up and whispered to my husband that I wanted to suck the guy next to me. He looked over my shoulder, smiled and told me to go for it.I reached over into the stranger’s lap. "Yes, I see, OK but I cant be there for at least 2 hours". It was our answering service for our business and we had got an emergency call. "I will call Tom and get him right over there" Jon replied and hung up."Shit, I have to send Tom over to the plant" I will make some calls and I might not have to go if Tom can handle it" I was still filled with meat in both my pussy and ass and I didnt want this to end. "Come on baby" I said, we have some time before you have to go" I pleaded. Dennis had. ” The driver said. “She won’t spill a drop. Will you my slut?” I shook my head no. “Your cab will be fine if that’s what you’re worried about.” “If you’re sure she won’t let any drip on the seat.” Master John started pumping my head up and down on his cock as it got harder in my mouth. I felt his cock hit the back of my mouth and there was still more to take in. “You like what you see driver? I see you watching my slut.” “Well ummm … yes she looks like she’s enjoying it?” “Are you enjoying. At the Kokand crossroads, in the dirty little town which squatted there for no other reason than to provide drink and food to the caravans while their Masters made up their minds to take the right fork or the left, or to leave messages to each other, John and Zithrusa none-the-less managed to trade the skins for wood. They even got some skeins of raw silk thread at exorbitant rates, but both the wood and silk would be worth more, by the time John and Zithrusa were done adding value, than the.