Chapter 3
Meantime, Ray was deciding that he might as well have some more fun at work. He felt that the best way to do it would be to interview a variety of girls.
He placed the ad in the paper a few days later, and the first girl that came in really appealed to him. She was a honey haired blonde with big blue eyes.
"Now what I need is a good secretary," Ray began. "My name is Ray Jackson honey. What's yours?"
"I'm Cindy," she smiled. "I'm awfully good at typing."
It was all he could do to keep his eyes off her big bosoms. He wondered how any man could have a secretary like this and focus his mind on his work.
"My dear," he said as she sat down on the sofa, "there are many things that are important on this job."
"Oh I know," she giggled. "I suppose you feel nervous and tense and now and then you have to relax with your secretary?"
"You're a jump ahead of me honey," Ray told her bluntly.
"Well I know what you want," she said, "but I don't know as I am able to give you that."
"Well," he said, "now that you mention it, with stocks diving and this gas shortage and a lot of other things to worry about, naturally I need a little relaxation."
"Yes, of course," she leaned back on the sofa and smiled at him.
"For example," he said, "what Ho you know about massage?"
"Massage?" she asked nervously, "what do you mean?"
"Well I mean this," he explained. "When a man in an office needs to relax, a massage is a marvelous thing. If he has a secretary who could give him a good back rub, that would save him a lot of time. He wouldn't have to go anywhere."
"Oh I see," she said, "you mean it's sort of like fixing tea or coffee."
"Why yes," Ray grasped at the straw quickly, "just like that. You should think nothing of it, if I asked you to fix me a cup of tea. However, I suppose you might get some wrong ideas if I would suggest that you would give me a good back masage?"
"Oh no," she grinned, "I wouldn't think anything about it at all. I have complete trust and faith in people."
"Well that's nice," he said, "how old are you, honey?"
"Twenty-one," she smiled.
"Well that's a nice age," he said. "Yes. A very nice age."
He was glancing down at her shapely legs, and she was nervously running her hands though her hair.
"Well is there anything else you need to know?"
she asked. "Well honey," he said, "if you could stand up and turn around."
"Did I hear you right?" she asked.
"Yes you did honey," he said, "your body is quite important. You see my dear, you'll probably be going with me to important meetings with my clients. If I have a gorgeous woman, it will distract their mind from business deals. That is precisely what I may have to call upon you to do during these difficult times."
"Yes I understand," she admitted. "Times are terribly difficult. Well, alright. I guess I can let you see what I look like."
Proudly she got to her feet and turned around displaying her body to good advantage.
"Well don't you look nice," he smiled as she turned around.
"I wonder if you could give me a demonstration massage right here in my office?" he asked.
"Well," she hedged at first, "I don't see why not."
"Good," he smiled quickly, "I don't see why not either."
It was perfectly obvious to him that she was eager for action.
"You know," he smiled at her, "I have to hand it to you. You really are quite a gorgeous dame."
"Why thank you," she told him, "I appreciate all those nice things you have to say about me."
"Bat I'm just telling you the truth," he admitted bluntly. "You have a gorgeous body."
"Oh no I don't," she said. "But I guess I'm not too bad"
"And now I'll get ready for the massage," he told her.
"How are you going to do this?" she asked. "Will you sit in the chair and ask me to massage your neck, or something?"
"Oh no," he smiled, "I have something much more convenient. You see that sofa that you're sitting on, doubles."
"It doubles?" she asked, not fully grasping what he was saying, but fearful.
"Yes," he smiled. "It will please you to know that sofa is a bed."
"Oh," she said jumping off, as if she had sat on a hot griddle.
"Now I will just take care of this," he smiled at her, "and we will have no problems at all."
"No," she said quickly.
First he picked up his phone, and called his sec- retary.
"I'm going to be having a conference," he began, "and I would appreciate if I wasn't disturbed."
His secretary assured him that he wouldn't be. He put the lock on the door, and then pulled out the sofa. As he did so, she realized she was taking a big chance.
"Now what are you going to do?" she asked him.
"I'm just going to take off my shirt," he said, "and let you rub my back."
"I guess that's alright," she said quietly.
"Of course it's alright," he assured her. "You don't have to worry about a thing."
"Well I hope not," she said, "because I wouldn't want to do anything wrong."
"Well I know you wouldn't," he assured her, "and you can rest assured I wouldn't ask you to do anything you didn't want to."
"I have implicit faith and trust in you, Mr. Jackson," she smiled, as he unfastened his shirt and tossed it on a chair.
He straightened up to give her an idea of what a good body he had and smiled.
"My but you are a strong man," she said. "Your chest really expands when you breathe in like that."
"I thought it would," he smiled. "Yes, I guess I have a pretty good body for a man my age."
"But you're not old at all," she said, "and you are good looking. If I was another type of woman, I would suggest something awful."
"Go ahead and try me for size," he laughed.
"I was only teasing," she insisted.
At this time it was easy to see what she had in mind. However, she wasn't going any farther than that.
"Now just relax," she said, as he stretched out on the sofa.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began massaging his back and shoulders.
"Oh that feels real good honey," he told her. "Real good."
She gave him some vigorous movements that surprised him.
"Oh that's beautiful," he told her. "Yes, that feels groovy."
He was really starting to enjoy himself now, only he wanted a little more action.
"Maybe I should unfasten my belt," he told her, "so you can get at my ass."
"Your what?" she asked quickly.
"My ass, honey," he smiled at her.
Soon her hands were reaching down to his bare behind. He pulled his pants down and his shorts with them.
"Now honey," he told her, "give me some good action."
She worked her hands vigorously over his buttocks. But she never could seem to do enough to satisfy him. As she finished one thing, he was always asking for another.
"Now honey," he told her, "reach down between the crack of my ass and rub my bare thighs. That's it."
Her hands slipped down there, and he became more and more turned on as she did her thing.
"Oh honey," he said, "you're doing that real nice."
Cindy was proud of herself and she was sure that she would get the job.
"Oh baby, keep that up," he told her, "yes. That's the way, Cindy. Oh Cindy, you don't know how good that feels. Why don't you rub my prostate gland?"
"Isn't that getting real personal?" she asked.
"Sure it is," he told her, "but there's nothing wrong with that."
Suddenly she realized that he was wiggling his ass as she massaged his prostate.
"Are you getting a sex kick out of this?" she asked Mr. Jackson bluntly.
"So what if I was?" he smiled.
"Well," she said nervously, "it wouldn't be right if you were."
"Don't you worry about it none honey," he told her, "it just feels good. That's all you need to know."
As she continued massaging him, he was getting more and more stimulated.
"Oh baby," he told her enthusiastically, "does that ever feel good. Oh yes, keep it up."
He continued wiggling about as her hands worked over his buttocks vigorously.
"Why don't you kiss my ass?" he smiled up at her.
"Why Mr. Jackson," she said nervously, "I could never do a thing like that."
"You would be surprised what you can do honey, if you try," he told her.
Bending over, she let her tongue sweep out and start licking the surface of his bare buttocks.
"Oh you've really got me stimulated honey," he told her. "You're driving me out of my mind."
As she saw how excited he was she was worried. Her fears were justified for in a minute Ray Jackson turned over and exposed himself to her.
As she looked at his enormous penis and caught sight of his balls, she realized she had better scram and fast.
"I guess I'd better get going," she said.
At that point he grabbed her. He threw his arms around her and passionately kissed her.
"Oh Cindy," he said, "you are so beautiful, baby. You really are baby. Now honey, why don't you do me a big favor?"
"What do you want?" she demanded.
"Oh sweetheart," he exclaimed, "I want you to eat my cock."
"I don't do things like that," Cindy told him frankly. "I never could."
"Yes you could, baby," he told her, "try it. Go down on me."
Grabbing her, he forced her down over his penis shaft. Reluctant to do it, she nevertheless was attracted to it. He wanted it so much that suddenly it did appeal to her.
"That's it honey," he said, "just slip it in there and start loving me."
Amazingly Cindy could practically swallow his cock.
"Eat it," he said, "come on baby, eat the cock." As the rock hard cock slipped into her mouth, she fastened her lips over it tightly.
"Oh yes baby," he begged, "that's what you do. Oh yes baby, lick it. Oh, ah, yes baby, yes, that's the way to do it. Keep it going honey."
The pleasure was building every moment.
"Oh wow!" he panted. "That's what I want. Do it baby. Do it."
The pleasure was building every minute now.
"Oh honey," he told her, "that's what I want. Give it to me."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. He was enjoying every moment of the action.
"Keep it going baby," he told her. "Yes. That's the way to do it. Oh honey, give it to me."
He stabbed it viciously and she loved it. She enjoyed the feeling of being dominated by him.
"Eat my cock," he cried enthusiastically. "Yes baby, that's how it's done. Faster honey, faster. Now you're doing it. Yes, all the way in."
She continued gobbling his cock and he got more excited as he savagely stabbed it down her throat.
"Oh wow!" he panted, as he watched his balls jiggling under her chin.
"Baby," he told her, "this is fantastic. Oh yes, I love it when the head of my cock slides down your throat. Oh baby, that's beautiful."
The passionate pleasure was building to a scorching climax.
"Oh, eat that cock," he begged her. "Eat the big cock."
He slid it back so that the head of it would be in her mouth when he exploded. He knew that the explosion was not far off.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly, "Oh baby, I made it."
Suddenly the rock hard cock exploded.
"Oh," he gasped, "I'm shooting baby. Yes baby, I'm shooting."
The moment of climax was tremendous. He gripped her head and held her there as he shot his wad.
"Oh baby," he gasped excitedly, "let me get my rocks off."
When he had finished unloading, he pulled his penis out of Cindy's mouth. He looked at her and smiled.
"Cindy baby," he said, "I think you will enjoy it here."
"I know I will," she said. "Oh Mr. Jackson, I have but one request."
"What is that, Cindy?" he asked curiously.
"My pussy aches for your cock to be shoved in it. Please, shove it in."
He looked at his penis. It was still hard.
"Do you think you can milk some more out of it?" he grinned.
"I know I could if you give me a chance," she told him.
"Alright," he smiled. "Take off your clothes and lie on your back. I would enjoy looking at you."
Cindy peeled her clothes off quickly. As he got a glimpse at her half cup bra, and her beautiful panties, he was so hot his tongue was dripping.
"Oh I must eat your pussy," he smiled.
"Honey," she said, "if you want to lick it for a minute or two first, fine. But I want you to plunge that great big cock in there. I dig being fucked."
"I can tell that baby," he smiled.
When Cindy was bareass naked, she leaned back on the bed and spread her legs. Reaching down, she massaged her vagina. It didn't take him long to start licking her there.
"Oh it's beautiful," she moaned in passionate delight. "Oh Mr. Jackson, I love it."
"You don't have to call me Mr. Jackson now," he told her as he took his tongue out of her pussy. "I think we know each other well enough for you to call me Ray."
"Oh alright Ray," she said softly, "eat my pussy, baby."
He went back to licking her now until she began juicing. At the moment of lubrication, Ray figured it was time to thrust his cock in there and go to work.
He straddled her and then he guided himself into her.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her, "fuck."
She pushed her pelvis forward as he stabbed into her.
"Oh wow!" she gasped excitedly. "That feels fantastic. Yes baby, I love it."
The pleasure was increasing now every moment. They both were enjoying it immensely.
"Oh do it baby," he told her. "Yes. That's how I like it. Keep it up."
The action continued. Every moment was more exciting, more pleasurable.
"Oh baby, twist your tail for me," he told her excitedly. "That's the way to do it. Grab it. Twist your ass."
She ground her hips around as he went forward faster.
"Oh baby, what a fucker," she exclaimed.
Now Cindy's hands were on his back. She was massaging his shoulders and then working down his back.
"Grab my ass and play with it," he begged.
She gripped his buttocks, and massaged them. Then she reached down and slid a finger into his anus.
"Oh wow!" he gasped excitedly. "That's beautiful, baby. Yes baby, that's the way I like it. Oh, ah, yes. Yes. That's the way to do it."
The pleasure was mounting every moment. He could hardly stand it now.
"Oh honey," he gasped excitedly, "that's beautiful. Yes, now you're doing it. All the way, honey."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it.
"Keep it up baby," he told her, "yes. That's how you do it."
The pleasure at this passionate pitch was increasing. She was gripping his sliding penis with her vagina muscles. Effectively squeezing, she knew she could milk some more juice out of the head of his shaft.
"You're a good grind," Ray told her.
"Thank you, boss," she said.
"How do you know you got the job?" he laughed.
"Well I have a special in," she giggled.
Now she was sliding her finger farther and farther up his asshole. This inflamed his passions enormously.
"Oh yes, yes," he panted, as he pumped it to her.
With savage driving thrusts he was closing in on climax.
"I'm almost there," he told her. "Yes baby, it won't be much longer now."
Finally he shot his gun off.
"Oh baby," he gasped, "we made it."
As his juices shot into her, she juiced too. Soon he was slipping around inside of her moistened vagina.
"Oh wow!" he gasped. "That was a wild one."
She smiled up at him and he grinned at her.
"You sure know how to make a guy happy," he told her.
"Thank you honey," Cindy said to him.
He gave her a couple of kisses and then he slid his penis out of her and got off the bed.
"How often do I have to do this?" she smiled.
"How often do you imagine?" he asked her.
"Well it depends upon the boss," she said. "I've worked for some very strange men who have been very demanding."
"Well you are quite a super sexy secretary," Ray smiled. "So I would be very happy to have you on my staff."
"I just hope I don't get anybody jealous around this office," she laughed.
"You don't have to worry about that sweetie," he told her. "But I might ask you to help swing a couple of deals when I need a little assistance."
"Like what do you mean?" Cindy asked, looking at him innocently.
"You know what I mean," he told her. "When I need someone to keep a customer happy, maybe you can do it."
"Yes," she replied, "I can." They understood each other very well. "Now sweetheart," he smiled at her, "I want you to be a good girl."
"What do you mean honey?" she smiled. "You want another fuck?"
"No," he told her, "I want to put my clothes on and I want you to put your clothes on. Then we're going to go out and have lunch."
"Fine," she said. "I'm agreeable."
They both dressed and made up the sofabed. Then he picked up his phone and told his secretary, "I've finished my conference. If any calls come through now in the next ten minutes take them. After that I'll be going to lunch with the new girl I'm hiring."
"Did she pass her test?" the secretary asked him cagily.
"With flying colors," he assured her.
When they were at lunch that day, he got to talking.
"Cindy," he told her, "you're a remarkable girl. I'm so glad you don't make a big thing out of sex. It's a perfectly natural phenomenon."
"That's what I think," she said. "I don't see any reason why people get so uptight about it."
"I don't either," he said.
Now it was obvious to her as well as to him that they were a good team.
"You know you've got a beautiful face," he smiled.
"Most men never notice it," she said. "All they're interested in is looking at my you-know-what."
"You're so gorgeous down there too," he told her, "that does pose problems."
When Cindy came to her dessert, she coyly asked a question.
"What would your wife think of me?"
"My wife is a wonderful woman," he smiled. "She doesn't get jealous."
"How unusual," Cindy said. "I'd like to meet such a woman."
"The reason she isn't jealous of me," Ray laughed, "is because she is out playing around with other men."
"That explains a lot of things," she said.
It was extremely difficult for her to know how to appraise the situation.
"You know," she laughed, "there are so many things that I don't understand."
"There are many things I don't understand, either," he said.
After lunch they went back to the office and he outlined the work after giving her papers to fill out so she could be prepared for her position.
Meantime, his wife was relaxing at home. She had tired of the grocery boy and was looking for new fields to conquer.
She went to. the gas station and she noticed so many people were paying attention to the man who was pumping the gas and wondered if he might be sexy. She was so obsessed with sex it never dawned on her that perhaps they were concerned with getting a full tank.
"Herman," she said, "you are such a popular man these days."
"Yes," Herman laughed, "I guess it's because of the gas shortage."
"Oh that's right," she laughed. "I never thought about that."
"Shall I fill her up?" Herman asked.
"Oh that sounds like a sexy question," she giggled.
"Look lady," he laughed, "did you come here to get a fuck or to get your tank filled up?"
"Both if you're able to," she laughed.
"Are you kidding?" he asked.
"Why no," she said. "If you want to fill up the tank, we could drive off to a motel and have a little fun."
"Well what would I tell the boss?" Herman asked.
"Tell him that your wife called and you have to go home for an emergency," she smiled.
"Yeah," Herman chuckled, "that's alright. Let me fill your tank up and I'll meet you in ten minutes just a block from here. O.K.?"
She smiled and nodded. He had second thoughts as he walked just a few feet from her. He returned and demanded, "You wouldn't be putting me on, would you?"
"Of course not," she said. "I couldn't be more serious."
When he was assured that she wasn't kidding, he went and told his boss as she drove and parked a block away. A moment or two later he came bounding toward her car.
"O.K. honey," he said, "let's go."
She adjusted her dark sunglasses and got a better look at the service attendant, Herman. He wasn't a bad looking fellow, and appeared to be about six feet tall.
"Will you take care of me?" she asked.
"Sure thing," he assured her.
"Well alright," she said, "I want some good action."
There was no doubt in his mind that he would give her a good time.
"That's beautiful baby," he told her, "I want to give you a fuck like you haven't been fucked before. Maybe you could go down on me and I could go down on you, something like the sixty-nine."
When they, got into the motel room after she had paid the bill and parked the car at the rear of the building, he asked her, "What did you put down?"
"I put down Mr. and Mrs. Herman Adams."
"Funny," he said. "They don't give a damn. They show these fuck films here and have these water beds. And you know why?"
"Of course," she laughed. "I'm not worried about that. They're making money on us. Right?"
"Right," he agreed.
At this point she was eager to have a good time and so was he.
"You know," he smiled at her, "you are quite a gorgeous woman."
"And you look like a very good man. How many inches?"
"Fm long enough to give you a good time, baby," he assured her.
"Well that's good," she said. "As I haven't had a good time in a long time."
As they went into the motel, he got a big charge out of talking with her. He could see that she was eager for it.
The moment his shorts were pulled down, she was playing with it.
"Doesn't your old man take care of you?" he asked. "You're all over me like a monkey."
"Oh he doesn't take care of me enough at all," she complained. "Let me just blow it for a minute or two and then we'll go into a sweet sixty-nine."
Grasping his penis, she slid her mouth over it.
"Oh that feels good to me," he exclaimed suddenly. "Yes baby, keep it up."
She continued doing it, and enjoyed it more every moment. Faster and faster now he pumped it to her.
"Oh you've got a sweet hot mouth," he told her. "You will like this."
She reached for his balls and massaged and manipulated them while she did his cock. Finishing playing with his balls, she gripped his ass and pulled him tighter to her.
"Baby," he whispered, "let's get on the bed. If you get too unwound now, you won't be ready to give me the action I want on the bed."
She slid off his cock reluctantly. Then getting to her feet, she stood up.
"I'll finish undressing now honey," she said. "When I pull off these panties, you're going to get a sight for sore eyes."
"I can tell baby," he said, "that you've got a lot of sex action. Your pussy is moist."
Glancing down at her panties, she saw the telltale traces of moisture.
"What do you think of this half cup bra baby?" she asked.
"That's the only way to wear them," he said. "Let them show."
She peeled off the bra and let her breasts bounce to freedom. Then she slid out of her panties and stood there stark naked. She held her arms up and turned around for him.
"You're pretty all over honey," he said. "Now let's get on the bed and have some fun with our tongues."
Together the two of them got on the bed.
"Oh that's great to have that mirror on the wardrobe," she observed. "We can watch."
"That's the general idea honey," he told her. "And look at the one in the ceiling."
He grabbed her legs and buried his head between them, "Now eat my pussy good," she told the gas station attendant.
Meantime, she grabbed his enormous cock in her hand.
"It's so big baby," she said, as she began at the balls.
Her tongue swept around his testicles, and then she moved up the underside of his cockshaft to the top of it. First she let the tongue sweep over the head of it, and then she dipped her tongue in the small slit.
"Oh gobble it," he panted, "yes baby, go ahead and do it."
It wasn't going to take her much longer now and she knew it.
"Oh, go get it baby," he told her, "come on, baby. Oh yes. Gobble that cock!"
He wasn't satisfied until he saw her slipping the cock in her mouth. Her lips fastened tightly on it, then his tongue went to town in her snatch.
"Do me baby," he told her. "Do me."
The two of them were going to town at this point. The hot tongue was throbbing inside of her. And his penis was stabbing at her throat.
"Keep it up baby," he told her. "Yes. Keep that going baby."
The pleasure built and built.
"Oh wow!" he told her. "That is fantastic. Keep doing it baby."
He thrust it down her throat as far as he could. The sensations that he generated as he did this produced enormous waves of pleasure in her body.
Passionately she worked her way up and down his throbbing shaft.
"Keep going baby," he told her. "Oh yes. That's what I like. ICeep doing it."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it.
"Eat it," he cried. "Eat my cock. Get the juice. Oh baby, it's loaded with juice. That's what I want. Love me, oh baby, eat me. Oh get all the juice out."
He went back to her mound and eagerly stabbed inside of her. He kept his tongue sweeping around the velvety vagina walls as quickly as he could.
Stabbing in and out, he excited her so much she was dripping. He loved the taste of her there, and he continued. He nibbled at her love button, then licked around inside.
"Oh wow!" she panted. "What a pussy eater."
He was disgusted that she had slid her mouth off his cock a moment.
"Wrap your mouth around my cock again," he told her, "and don't take it off until I get to climax. I'm going to shoot all over the place."
She heeded his words and slid her mouth back over his male member. She played with his ass-cheeks and his balls while she worked up and down his shaft. At the same time, the sensations were going through her body a mile a minute. The tingling exciting sensations of his tongue licking, probing, exploring.
"Oh baby," he gasped as he climaxed.
The hot juice spurted out of his penis.
"Get it baby," he told her. "Eat it, baby, lick it. That's it, baby. I'm creaming. I'm cuming."
As his penis continued to explode within her, she continued mouthing him.
Realizing he'd better get back on her before she juiced, he quickly went back to it. His tongue drove in there and he worked it vigorously.
"Oh, ah," she moaned in delight. "Yes. Yes baby, yes. That's the way to do it."
The rock hard cock was shooting some more and she was getting more juice. However, she didn't want it now. She wanted him to eat her. As the juice exploded within her, she gave him what he wanted. He licked quickly, enjoying every delectable bit of" her.
When he finally withdrew his tongue from her, he lay there just looking at the gorgeous sight of her upraised leg, her curvaceous ass, and her beautiful mound.
He continued like this until she told him, "Honey, what are we going to do next?"
"What do you want to do?" the gas station attendant asked her.
"Can I ride your cock?" she suggested.
"If that would bring you pleasure," he told her, "sure."
"I would like you to flip over on your back," she suggested, "and let me slide down over it. It would be so much fun."
That's exactly the way they did it. She slid down his penis as he lay there on his back. Reaching up, he played with her bosoms.
"Pinch them," she begged him. "Pinch them."
He pinched her nipples as she slid swiftly up and down his shaft.
"Oh yes," he cried enthusiastically, "that's the way I like it. Oh baby, you're the best chick I've ever got at the gas station."
"You pick up many women there?" she asked him.
"Well quite a few since the gas shortage," he told her.
"When there is rationing, will you remember me?" she asked.
"Sure," he told her, "I'd never forget you."
She pumped up and down, gripping his penis tightly in her vagina. He loved the sensations that this created.
"Oh baby," he panted, "I love it. Oh yes. That's what I like. Keep it up honey. Yes, that's the way to do it. Oh honey, you're really giving it to me."
She ground her hips to the right and he stabbed it to the left.
"Fuck it baby," he gasped. "Yes baby, fuck. That's what I want. Fuck it."
Faster and faster he thrust it to her, and she became more and more excited.
"Keep it going honey," he told her. "Yes, that's what I like. Oh honey, keep it going."
Grabbing her asscheeks he held on while he fucked.
"Yes baby," he panted, "that's what I like. Keep it up."
Faster and faster he thrust into her. At the same time, she pitched her body to the right and to the left. Grinding her hips this way, forced him to grab her asscheeks and hold on tight.
"Give it to me," she panted, "give it to me. Every inch of it. Come on baby, now you're doing it. Drive it in there."
Harder and faster he drove it into her. As the savage cockstabs drove into her, she became so excited she perspired. He was perspiring too, and their wet bodies were slapping against each other as they came closer and closer to a scorching climax.
"I'm almost there," he gasped excitedly. "Oh baby, hang in there."
Suddenly he juiced.
"I'm cuming," he cried enthusiastically. "I'm cuming. Oh, ah, yes baby, yes. I'm there."
The wild pleasure that they enjoyed at this point was fantastic. The juice streaked out of her body.
"Oh baby, I am too," she said as his penis continued stabbing.
He pinched her breasts too tightly now and she complained.
"Not so hard honey," she told the gas station attendant. "You're hurting me."
"Oh honey, what a fuck," he panted, as he continued stabbing into her.
Finally, they were finished. Slowly she slid off his huge penis.
"What a cock you've got on you," she said. "I'm sure glad you've got that big thing between your legs. I suspected you would be a good fuck when I saw you at the gas station."
"You pick up many gas station attendants?" he winked.
"Well more now with the shortage," she laughed.
She went over to her purse and pulled out a silver flask and opened it. Putting it to her lips she let the raw bourbon drip down her throat.
"Give me some of that," he insisted.
"Alright," she smiled, handing him the silver flask.
He put it to his lips, put his head back and let the liquor gush down his throat.