We go over and I open the hood and check the oil I can see her pulling her pants up even higher. She might as well of had see through pants because th...y were so tight I can see her pussy through them and I'm 100% into getting this overly horny woman. She leans over to see what I'm doing but she's really close to me. Rubbing her side up against mine. So the oil is fine and I look over and she's still got her head in the good looking at everything she knows nothing of but her ass is calling my. I shimmy my hips to help you get my tight jeans off, and soon they're at my ankles, panties and all. You look down between my legs, marvelling at how the rain wasn't all that was getting me wet.Your hands on my hips, you push me against the back of the couch, my hands scrambling for a brace. You run a hand down my hips, over my sweet, flawless buttocks, and under, pulling my leg slightly up, the better to eat me with. Neither of us are in the mood for subtleties, so you let loose your lips upon. They wouldn't fit me.And I wouldn't wear them. Honest!" What size am I?" You're a 36C," he replied."So you've checked the labels to find out? And what size are you?" I don't know! How would I know?" You're lying again, aren't you? You know what size you are - at least youknow your band size although I guess you don't have a cup size. So I willask you again. What size are you?He swallowed hard, fearful of what was to come. "38," he meekly answered."I prefer a 38C." Back into the corner," she. "Melinda, calm down! It is just me."Melinda looked at Sandra and when she recognized her, Melinda slowly started to calm down when the memories of last night returned to her brain."Sorry, I thought ... Sorry!" It's fine!" Sandra said while pulling Melinda back against her, so she wouldn't fall out of bed. With some concern in her voice, Sandra asked, "Are you okay?" Yes ... I'm sorry. I thought..." Melinda said and then Sandra could feel Melinda's body shudder."It's okay. It's just me," Sandra.