It was only eight kilometres after all and it was improbable that she would even encounter another car. She would risk it.Even after a couple of kilom...tres Yvette’s folly should have been evident to her. She was not a very good driver at the best of times but tonight she was particularly erratic. Twice she found herself off the road and onto the grass verges as she peered myopically through the windscreen at the dark lane ahead, poorly illuminated by her feeble headlamps. It was a wonder that. In a blinding light, I felt my entire body convulse as I came all over his mouth. I shook and shook. I felt my pussy –– fuck I said it –– contracting around his eager finger. I was breathless. My screams kept echoing in my ears. The entire room smelled of my juices. And Jake was looking at me with the biggest grin on his face. I was so lost in his eyes that not only did I not notice he had removed his underwear, but his hard dick rested against my wet center. "I'm going to make love to you. There was just enough light coming through the outside window…whether from a streetlight, or the moon, I don’t know. But I can still see his naked, smooth, muscular body on the bed there in the moonlight, sweat glistening on his chest (it really was so hot in that house that night). Usually Mike seemed to get the first turn to go down, but since I said it first tonight, I made my move. As I took his throbbing cock in my hand and slowly took his head into my mouth he let out a loud moan in. "I'm not wearing a bra ... or panties, nothing under my dress," she whispered while nibbling on Betsy's flushed ear. "I want you ... between my legs!"It didn't sound like a request, but precisely like a demand. Betsy sat motionless in her chair trying desperately to think of something brilliant to do. She remembered the scene like it was yesterday. "Oh, gawd, not here," she moaned. "Please, Wendi, not here."All of a sudden Betsy had the awful feeling that she was wrong. Maybe the woman wasn't.