I turned on that road and found it to be a housing development.There was no one around but it just wasn't secludedenough. And it turns out, we were no... alone. As I turned thecar around, we met another car also checking out the development.You asked if I had made eye contact with the driver and theanswer was no. You thought that was pretty funny. I foundit pretty hot that you were amused.Then after we got back out onto the road, you attached oneof the clamps to my right nipple. What a nice. Neither one of the women wore any makeup. The daughter had the face and features of her mother, but she was thinner. She too wore a dress with no stockings, but she had very little hair on her arms and legs, from what I could tell by looking at her. Her breasts looked large for her stature with no sag to them as she stood in front of me, studying my movements. She looked to me to be about eighteen years old.Mom sat next to me and tried to talk to me in French, with a little broken English mixed. “So what’s your name handsome?” said one of the blonde's as she kissed one of her friends on the lips for the camera.“Mike, and how about you ladies?” All three were very gorgeous.“Ashley!” The one who ask me first spoke up. I could tell that she had a bit more experience than the other two, so I figured she was probably older than the others. She had long, curly blond hair that went about half way down her back. She was dressed in a pair of tight, white-washed blue jeans and a loose white. My hands slowly moved up their legs until I was rubbing their cocksthrough their pants. I reached down and pulled down John's zipper andundid his belt. His pants slid off his legs and revealed his plaid boxershorts with his boner pressing against the fabric. I slowly ran myfingers up and down it, fascinated by how hard it was. Meanwhile, Davidhad slid his hand up my skirt and found my panties. He was rubbing mytiny stiffy through the fabric. His mouth had found its way to my rightbreast and he.