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He sat back in his chair, the slight gem of a plan glimmering in his mind. He crossed his hands over each other, looking at her earnestly. “Well I did say you could have it but, quite honestly, I don’t really know where it is. It's around here somewhere. If you can find it, you can keep it." He shrugged his shoulders, pulling the lever to slide his seat back and then hitching his legs up in front of him. He rested his boots on the dashboard, his legs leaning against the side of the steering Big Tits wheel. He undid his belt, then began to pick at his dirty nails, as if waiting for her to move. , He looked absently out of the window, satisfied that he’d given her enough room to scour the floor for her present. He waited to see if she’d accept the challenge, already secretly knowing that her search would be futile anyway. On the day last asses week that he’d found it, lying on the floor of the vehicle, he’d totally forgotten to dispense of it at work. Once he got home though, to hide it from Sadie, he buried it deep in his workman's toolbox under the stairs. And there it still lay now, far out of its owner’s reach. Kiara eyed him curiously, wondering if it were some kind of trick. This time though, it really did look like he was reluctantly just sticking to his part of the deal. He could hardly do anything to her in the public car-park to a hotel surely, even if they did happen to be tucked away in the corner bay. She thought for a second, then climbed down from her seat, determined to find her ring, and win this little victory over him. She slipped herself down onto the floor, wrinkling her nose at the damp smell of all the muck and dirt down there. She scanned the matted carpet, trying to focus her eyes to make out if there was any sign of the ring. Unfortunately, she couldn’t see into all the tiny nooks by the doors and underneath the seats. Slowly she began crawling around, digging her hands into the unseen places, feeling for any sparkling metal. She tried to cram herself into all sorts of positions, wedging her arm down past the fixed seats to rummage Celebrities amongst old sweet papers and cigarette ends. She continued to search, stuck on her hands and knees in the gloom, occasionally glancing at his legs to make sure he wasn’t making any sudden movements. Above her, Phil was smirking away to himself, rubbing his chin as she bumped and jostled herself around the cramped van. He smiled as he spotted her panties peeking out from under her peach dress. “Got to be down there somewhere. It’s got to be.” He chatted away thoughtfully, trying to softcore encourage her. Once he felt her scrabbling around again at the front, he parted his legs slightly, feeling her shifting herself underneath them to check the corners by the driver’s side. Just as she was in exactly the right position, he reached through and grabbed at her dress, yanking the collar tight and making her gulp for air. AS she did so, she raised her head in alarm, coming up in surprise right next to his crotch. Before she realized where she was, and had a chance to possibly pull away in disgust, he’d clamped his legs firmly together, trapping her shoulders exactly where they were. He chuckled quietly as she struggled, amazed at his plan working as easily as clockwork. He looked down at her, and then leaned forward, stroking her cheek with the back of his fingers. "Can't find it, no?" he grinned menacingly and shuffled forward in his seat, his strong muscles acting like a steel vice around her twisting body. He pushed his crotch closer to her face, his cock already swelling at the prospect of sticking it in her mouth. "I might be able to set you in the right direction if you..." he trailed off, palming his hand against his overalls. "... want me to." Her heart was pelting away like mad in her chest. The smell of his unwashed crotch filled her nostrils and she felt her face flushing in disgust and fear. “Has Ashley ever said to you about me and her...and you of course?” She said yep we brought towels of our asses own, she said funny Grandma asked if we were going to skinny dip too..... Her Celebrities toned legs are a match for her daughter's, Big Tits but her breasts are much larger. “Huh? “You already told me, but that’s not what I asked,” Sister Julia’s cock slid between my petals, her stiff heat flatting them, smearing my secretion onto her teasing shaft, “I asked how softcore you did it.” “Oh, that's wonderful, honey,” my wife said. His orgasm had made her almost cum herself. “Don't let the brat here bother you. He asked me what had taken so long. It looked quite erotic to see a married female moving on my cock willingly with her eyes closed and moaning loudly.