"Yes."

You decide lying might work? it's your only shot.

"Umm, yes... I umm, like your cock, sir."

To your immediate horror, the limp organ gets a little stiffer.

"Umm, I mean... it's not bad, or anything, I just? I want to go, can I go? You've had enough haven't you?"

He chuckles, scratching his chin, "Emily, Emily... let you go? Had enough? I don't think I could ever have enough of you... especially after seeing you in your cute panties," he gets harder.

Still trapped you try to edge away.

He grins, "But I might... let you go, if you pose for me on the side of the car... for a picture..." he produces a disposable camera from the glove compartment.

You swallow, "What do I have to do?"