Sara considers her situation

Sara gulped a deep breath, trying to slow her racing heart. She needed to get control or else she would do something that she would regret.

She looked over her situation, her a married woman, was sitting in the front seat of a truck, a cock in her hand that was not her husband's and willingness to do anything the guy told her to.

She knew the truth.

If he told her that he wanted to fuck her right now, she couldn't get out of her pants fast enough. If he said to suck his cock, she would have it in her mouth before the words finished leaving his mouth. Hell, she was pretty sure that even if he demanded her ass, she would hold her cheeks apart for him.

What was she?

If James where in his place she would only have laughed if he said to pull his cock out. She wouldn't even of considered jerking him off, let alone sucking him or letting him fuck her right here and her ass was completely out of the question. He had always had to practically **** her ass, though she was willing when he demanded it, it was not something that she would offer or not try to con her way out of.

But she was willing to do all that and more right now, in this truck, for this guy.

She would suck him down, get on her knees and beg to be fucked and if her pussy wasn't enough she would offer up her ass for his pleasure.

That was all simple fact.

The question was what would happen now? What would happen in this truck tonight? She would go as far as he wanted. That she knew. Now the question is what did he want? What would he want from her? She was a slut in his eyes right now, probably from now on. Did it matter?