I am sitting next to with my hand on ur thigh I am rubbing my hand back and forth just to let u know i am here. I feel so alive when i am near you ...y skin is on fire, my nipples are hard and i am starting to get wet... knowing what i am planning to do to you.... makes me so excited that i move my hand further up ur thigh than before hitting ur cock and i go back down ur leg..then back up..and u grab my hand and place it on u and smile still with ur eyes closed. I take this as a sign to. He wasn’t too muscled or too skinny. He was big but not fat. I started to breath heavier and looked into his eyes. They burned into me as he watched me watch him. His hand had stopped caressing my back and just lay there. I stared at his face and he licked his lips. I could feel my wetness and squeezed my thighs together. The corner of his mouth lifted in amusement. Damn him, he knew what he was doing to me! His hand began to caress my back again and he leaned forward to kiss me. He lightly. .. Please?" "No! Our exit is right up here!" And sure enough it was. The half-hour drive had flown by like it was minutes. Pouting a little, I sat up and straightened my skirt as we peeled off the highway. Down the exit ramp we rode before slowing down onto the main street heading to the beach. Almost immediately we passed a guy on a bike and Johan laughed and said loudly, "Keep your legs open, baby!" I looked back over my shoulder and watched the smirk on the cyclist's face. "He heard. I would definitely love that. I stood and went straight to him and said, do you mind if I ask you to unzip my skirt and unbutton my blouse? He smiled and said, that’s easy, I can remove that for you. I stood with my bra and wet panty. I moved back and sat on my center table. I started to rub my tits which is beneath my bra and my right hand caressing my wet pussy which is still covered with my wet panty. I inserted my left hand on my right bra and pinch my nipple. I felt a tingling sensation..