I shrugged. "Your drool's not that gross to me." Maggie giggled as I slurped the remains of her Big Gulp through the chewed-up straw, sloshing it around in my arid mouth. "Is it delicious?" she asked. It was frothy and lukewarm and tasted vaguely of Mountain Dew and (to my surprise) vodka. "It's wet," I said. "Now, it's sort of like we've kissed," said Maggie. "No, it's not like that at all," I said. "That's what kissing is. It's like saying to some other person, 'Hey, other person, blowjob your spit's not gross to me. Please, may I have some of it in my mouth?'" "How much vodka have you drunk?" "Oh, y'know, more than a little, less than a lot." By now, the storm had abated somewhat. The sky had lightened to a leaden grey. The wind wasn't buffeting us quite so hard, and the rain had eased to a heavy, but navigable, downpour. I pulled japanese back onto the highway and forged ahead. "Thank God," said Maggie, clutching her swollen bladder. "How far to the next town?" "I dunno. Look at the atlas." Maggie, tracing her finger along our route, asked, "What was the last town?" "I can't remember. I think it began with an H." She frowned. "There aren't any H towns." "Then I dunno." "Fuck. I think the next town's really far," she said. I'm not gonna make it." I offered her the cup. "Yeah, I don't have a penis," she said. "I'm not gonna try to piss in a cup unless you want me to piss all over the upholstery." "So what do you want me to do?" "Pull over," she said. "I'll pee on the prairie." "It's raining." "Better rain-soaked than pee-soaked, eh?" "There's lightning. It's dangerous." "God loves me. He wouldn't strike me down." I Hardcore did as my sister asked. The very instant the car rolled to a stop, asian Maggie flung the door hard fuck open, tore down her shorts and panties in a single swift motion, and squatted right there in the open door frame, her exposed girl parts aimed in my direction. He had stood Hardcore and turned around and was still crouching above me. He had a foot on either side of my head, and he started fucking my face. I had a light caramel skin; brown semi curly hair and I was about five foot seven tall. "Had she what?" “Ow!” was the last thing Sean said before he went under. She placed her bookbag on the chair; removed her literature book from it and carried the book with her upstairs. “Yes!” Diamond cried, grinding against me, squirming in a writhe atop my body as I violated every inch her insides had to offer. I commented, “Well hard fuck done,” and asian left before she could think of any other matters that she could stonewall me on. I roll as his axe head bites deep into the dirt where I was. She knew japanese what I need so she made me some herbal tea and pleased her self some my all time favourite coffee. Looking down at her, I realized I was holding my breath when she reached out and encircled my hard on with her delicate hand. I couldn’t let this end, I needed to make this feeling last forever! You wouldn't want them to catch us, would ya?" She wasn't in here either. I’ve never been blowjob real fast, but I ran cross country in high school and long distances don’t bother me that much. His appointment, a new potential pet for him to enjoy.