‘It’s on the north side of the city, not too far from the racetrack. It’s a hands-only place where people from the tri-state area will flock to ...n the weekends to get their cars cared for with love… by babes in bikinis!’ I noticed Charlotte rolling her eyes as she passed the break room. Clearly, she had overheard what Jeff had just said. ‘Their ‘uniform’ or sorts is a bikini top, short shorts, and sandals. Beyond that, there’s babes of all types. Blondes, brunettes, redheads, babes with. "Oh god! Harder! harder! Fuck me harder!" she cried really wanting another really good hard fuck.So I picked up the pace, plunging my cock into her harder, and quicker, my finger was rocking back and forth in her ass just as quickly, and then just to see if she could take it, I slipped a second finger into her asshole."Oh fuck! oh fuck!" she groaned "Its like your trying to tear my ass apart!" You want me to stop?" I asked with both fingers knuckle deep in her little back passage."No! no! don't. As I stretched down over the edge of the tank to find the hole, Molly grabbed my leg, lifted up and I fell into the water, clothes and all. She laughed so hard; I thought she would hurt herself.Molly was a prankster and a joker. She would throw an egg at me as I went from one job to another or squirt me with the hose, and a lot of other pranks. But if I was doing something extra hard or a little dangerous she was right there with me. It wasn't like I worked for her; it was more that we worked. I was stunned because despite being very horny and open minded Sarah had always refused to swallow my cum. She had been pushed over the edge during the day and told me half an hour later that she had decided that she wanted to try everything she had been holding back. So after that break for food, drink and a very interesting discussion we decided to continue. We were taking our glasses and plates back into the kitchen and when Sarah bent slightly to rinse off her plate I just couldn’t resist..