How about if you phone a good friend, tell them where you are, and in the morning, we can try to sort out your car?”
“Thank you. I stayed there, watching the water cascade over her hair and down her back and ass until she turned her head, catching me. With that, she hung up the phone and handed it back to me. He has been drinking and told me to sort it out myself, only not so politely.” She burst into tears and being on the sofa, I leaned over and put my arm around her shoulder. The feeling was great, and I returned the favour by thrusting my tongue as far as I could into her pussy. “By the size of the bulge in your trousers, you seem to be enjoying the show.” All I could do was to nod as the power of speech seemed to have gone. By this time she was shivering, so I stood up and poured a couple of brandys, to try to warm her up.
