She sniffed. “Give me some money. I’ll fetch them.” “You wont run off?” “Dressed like this? Ha!” I gave her a twenty and she asked for two. About nine o’clock we closed up as traffic got down to almost zero. She plunked herself in my Corvette, said, “Nice car” and did the seat belt. “You hungry?” I asked her. “Yep. Ain’t et today hardly.” “You speak English now and then?” She didn’t answer. I drove to a decent place, and she said she didn’t want to go in dressed the way she was so I gave her my leather jacket and we found a table, got menus and ordered just like ordinary people except that she was showing about a yard of bare leg. I saw people, mostly men, looking. She ate fast, gobbling down the food and asking for more. I gave her some from my plate, and she was working on her second bowl of ice cream before I finished my steak. I drank some coffee, and she got a third ice cream sundae, grinning at me. So I took her home. My son, who was going to summer school so he could graduate. I woke to the fresh smell of her hair with a powerful erection, my nose touching her head and my erection pressed firmly against her perfect ass. My first instinct was to roll away and deal with my erection, but I noticed something first. She was fast asleep but she was breathing hard, slowly rocking her hips so my hard member slowly worked itself deeper into the space where her thighs met her warm thong. I knew I should pull away and put an end to this, but I also knew fantasies don't come to life very often. I carefully shifted so my hips were lined up with hers, and as I did that her movement forced my dick deeper between her thighs. I could feel the irresistible heat coming off her crotch as she continued to pant and move her hips. At this point there was no turning back. I gently moved her hair and went to place a soft kiss on her neck. As my hot breath hit her neck she shivered and stirred, mumbling something and running her hands down her breasts to her snatch. Her.
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