My hand opened the door and it swung open.I started walking down the stairs. With every step, I grew more and more aroused. By the time I heard the ti...k, tick, tack, tick of the air vent I was positively dripping wet. I had never felt so aroused – like I was going to have sex for the very first time. I felt the sweep of air caress my breasts; cup and hold them for a split second.The lingerie did nothing to hide my high state of arousal. Extra cold air started to seep from the vent and the fan. I also took my collection set, my copy of Naumann's Insects of Australia, my Banjo Paterson, and the Praed. It seemed like a lot of stuff to me. But I snatched my Puffin Book of Australian Insects [by Helen Hunt] as I went out the door.I had told Mrs. Warren that I'd be away for the weekend and repeated it on Friday morning. Winnie was waiting and we drove off to Orange by way of Bathurst."Have you breakfasted?" Just a cuppa," she responded."Hungry?" I can wait." It's about two hours to. We pulled out onto the road and Phil headed off home. We had hardly gone a few hundred yards when I felt a hand slip under my shirt and start to squeeze and maul my right tit and nipple. Another hand was shoved under my skimpy skirt and fingers were exploring my sopping wet cunt-hole. Another was pushing his tongue into my mouth and I started to suck on it hungrily as if it was a cock in there. Within a very short time I was stripped naked and hands were mauling my naked body as we sped down. I continued the kiss, delighting in the enthusiasm of her little tongue as it licked at my lips, my teeth, and of course, my own tongue.Danielle clenched her hands into little fists, but didn't break away. Then she was stroking my cheek and nibbling at my lower lip."You're really wonderful you know," she said smiling."Now, now," I murmured, shifting myself so that my groin pressed against the small of her back, and her lips brushed my cheek as I felt for her hand, and she tried to kiss me.