As I laid on my back she rested her head on my shoulder and eased her leg between mine so that I could feel the dampness of her pussy on my thigh.A fe... minutes passed as we laid together like this and I gently stroked my hand up and down her back. 'Mmmm! That's nice' Charlotte murmured 'but you know what would be better?' Before I could answer she moved and slid her body on top of mine crushing her breasts against my chest and trapping my semi-hard cock between our stomachs. We kissed for the. Parting her wet pussy lips, she continued to stroke up, circling her clit, continuing to rub her finger down her open slit.I turned to her, saying, “Are you wet?”Looking back at me, she answered, “Yes, I am very wet and it feels so good,” whilst continuing to rub her pussy.I looked down at her pussy whilst driving along before saying, “Put a finger in and show me.”She pushed her index finger deep inside, letting out a long moan before removing it and lifting it up to show me. I took her hand,. ......oh,you're such a good, good girl........"When we were done.......Half undressed, still......"Did you like that?" she asked.I could only nod. What the hell had just happened?"You know what you just ate?" she giggled.I dropped my head in shame."Oh, stop it, you slut. Every girl gets a taste for it at some pointin her life." I'm not a-" Really," she said, straightening herself up and fixing her make-up.She held up the compact mirror so I could see my reflection.I couldn't believe how I. "I looked where she nodded and spotted the newcomer, a vision in satin and lace, svelte and luscious, her posture picture-perfect. "Why?" I asked, inwardly licking my chops."A volunteer," she said with a growl. "No family connections to speak of. Go chat her up. Let me know what you think."My goal, of course, was to converse with the girl horizontally. I approached and was introduced, took her elbow and walked her out to the garden. It was a fine day; the world smelled good. Her low-cut gown.