‘It was good.’ She tentatively put her hand against the top of his thigh. ‘It was good.’ Slowly, but surely, she wrapped her hand around his ...cock again and nervously tightened her grip. He furrowed his brow and bit his bottom lip. It was such a small gesture, anyone else and he would have been demanding more, but for her, he was willing to go as slow as she needed. She giggled nervously and unwrapped her hand again, ‘I’m sorry. I don’t…what do I do?’ He sighed and cupped her hand in his own. Behind her, at the car's right side, Vanessa could more feel than hear the crunch of the street's shoulder. The van stopped.The blonde girl tried to listen, fading out the sounds of the other two slaves. The van's holding cell was more or less soundproofed, but pressing her forehead against the cold steel, she believed to sense the vibration of human voices.But they couldn't be at their destination, not after maybe fifteen minutes! Why had the Inferior Mistress stopped. Apparently to talk to. A wonderfully hot, fresh female aroma floated gently in the summer air, and Holmes' cock beat wildly.Mary knew what all this was leading to. No man was going to be satisfied with just playing with her pussy, or with sucking and jerking off. She knew that he'd be taking out the hard cock she'd seen swelling in his pants, and shove it into her little twat. Mary shivered at the thought. She'd always dreamed of some big man slipping his hard, red prick into her drippy pussy."Are-are you gonna hurt. "Wow, now that's something you don't see every day. Have you seen the size of those tits, jesus I bet she's got a bad back ... oh my god that'll never fit ... oh it does..." wittered Kelly."Ok, can I set some ground rules?" Lorraine broke in, "we're looking, but not joining in with anyone else here, no matter what the temptation is. I don't want to return from holiday with any diseases." Sounds sensible," we both respondedI went to the bar to buy our two overpriced, watered-down, drinks, then.