I did nothing except look at the sky with a big smile on my face. She must have taken this as an invite because her hand continued to stroke my arm fo... a while. Then she moved her hand onto my body, stroking me through my clothes from shoulder to shoulder. Her hand strayed lower over my body. Over my breasts then down to my tummy and on to my thigh. It was such a nice feeling having her touch me. I did not object.I reached out and touched her. She leaned closer to me so that I could reach. I crossed my legs and clenched them together, putting pressure on my pussy. "Did I miss anything?" She said, squeezing past me again. "Well, Brad took off his shirt." I said, and smiled, biting my lip. But I wasn't interested in guys. I was a lesbian. As far as I knew, Rachel didn't know anything. She sat down in her chair, putting her legs up on the chair and spreading her legs just a little. "Thanks for taking me out, I just wanted to get my mind off everything, you know?" I nodded and. Her eyes seemed to roll back in her head and she was filled with his cock. “Oh fuck yes!” she gasped. Marty was astonished at how wet and hot she was. It felt like his cock had been surrounded by a very hot, wet towel, except that a towel would have never felt this good. A towel would not have begun to move as Carla did. With her hands on his belly, she began to bounce up and down, taking him deeper with each thrust. With each penetration, she groaned a little more loudly. He watched her. He always would duck in my office, sit down and talk, while the counter guy’s got his stuff ready I always loved it. I got laid off as they closed the store I was working at due to being slow (oilfield). After that hubby and me would see him occasionally at the gas station in a neighboring town, he would always make it a point to come over and talk (especially when hubby went in to pay). It had been several months since I was laid off and I was at the gas station filling up and he was there too.