You fit so tight. I was about to give the screaming seagulls a run for their money. I kept my hands tight on the steering wheel while I pressed my ass... hard against your hips. Your hands kept moving from my shoulders to my waist to my hair, pulling yourself deeper inside of me. I screamed and dug my teeth into my own arm. I let go of the steering wheel long enough to pull the kimono off of one arm. You noticed the tiny scratch marks in my back that you gave me the night before. The memory of me. A quiet moan escaped her lips as she dugdeeper, until she found what she had been looking for, an undetectablelittle tab. She pressed it, and Rob's swollen manhood was released fromits latex and silicone prison. "We're going to do Mark," she declared ina lustful tone, "and he's going to love every second of it!"Opening the lips of the Melissa mask from the inside with her fingers,Megan lowered it next to her male member and then slid the peniscarefully into the mask through the mouth. "You just. Part one of the plan I could not disagree with at all. We were to be flown to the small country whose name I doubt that more than one out of ten Americans had ever heard. It was another grass strip for us when we arrived. Deacon informed me that it was maintained by something called ROXX. It stood for some kind of revolutionaries army hiding in the jungle. I didn't give a crap whose strip it was as long as I didn't have to shoot my way onto it.We were ready to leave when the Deacon slipped. Shed chosen a figure hugging red chiffon dress with a deep v at the front showing her unrestrained but very firm bosom. Her hair was crimped dead straight combed down one side of her dark eyebrow and eye lashed mascara face. She was wearing reddish crocodile type knee high boots which made a sexy clipping noise as she sauntered across his drive, her hips swaying from side to side. She started to speak thanking him for all hed done. He graciously accepted the praise asking how her husband was.