As the “Virgin” cruised through the night, Ronnie’s mind kept going back to the young man at the motel and immense piece of meat hanging between his legs. She smiled at Shea to try not let him know her mind was elsewhere, but all she could think of was being stuffed full.
As the car sputtered, then quit, she looked at Shea. He was guiding the Caddy to the side of the road, muttering curses to himself. At first Ronnie didn’t have a clue as to what happened. She looked around – nothing but desert. And nighttime, too. No traffic. At least not that she could remember seeing. The car bumped along the gravel before Shea brought it to a stop. He put the car into “park” and turned off the engine. He stared at the car, then looked out at the road. Nothing in sight.
But Ronnie was horny as hell. She slid across the seat, and wrapped her arms around Shea’s neck. Kissing his cheek, she giggled slightly.
“It’s okay, hon. We have been in worse spots than this one, you know!” She nuzzled against his neck, her hands running along his chest. She could feel him responding to her, his hands playing along her arms. She opened his shirt and began to kiss his chest, her tongue lightly tracing patterns in the skin. She found a nipple and teased it with her tongue, feeling him tense slightly, a sigh escaping his lips.
She moved her lips towards his ear, and with a wicked smile crossing her lips, whispered to him, “Hey, Shea, we got any coke left? I think I need to be filled up, if you know what I mean?”
As the car sputtered, then quit, she looked at Shea. He was guiding the Caddy to the side of the road, muttering curses to himself. At first Ronnie didn’t have a clue as to what happened. She looked around – nothing but desert. And nighttime, too. No traffic. At least not that she could remember seeing. The car bumped along the gravel before Shea brought it to a stop. He put the car into “park” and turned off the engine. He stared at the car, then looked out at the road. Nothing in sight.
But Ronnie was horny as hell. She slid across the seat, and wrapped her arms around Shea’s neck. Kissing his cheek, she giggled slightly.
“It’s okay, hon. We have been in worse spots than this one, you know!” She nuzzled against his neck, her hands running along his chest. She could feel him responding to her, his hands playing along her arms. She opened his shirt and began to kiss his chest, her tongue lightly tracing patterns in the skin. She found a nipple and teased it with her tongue, feeling him tense slightly, a sigh escaping his lips.
She moved her lips towards his ear, and with a wicked smile crossing her lips, whispered to him, “Hey, Shea, we got any coke left? I think I need to be filled up, if you know what I mean?”