The drive went quickly. Ben found himself constantly surprised at how easy talking and joking with Sandy was. From discovering a shared love for Scien...e Fiction to discovering both had gotten cable television in the same year, and watched the same movies for a whole summer, Ben found himself amazed his usual awkwardness with girls was gone. Sandy was different.Sandy's stomach growled as they descended the hill toward Tucson, audible over the wind, engine, and the one-speaker FM radio. Ben. They roamed from his chest, stopping a bit to run his thumb across his nipples, down to his stomach, then lower, hovering just above his now half hard cock. Then his father skipped over it, running down his thighs. Clara’s dad crouched down, his face level with his son’s crotch as he soaped up his son’s calves and the feet. He got up suddenly. “Turn around,” he ordered. Nick turned with his back to his father, who grabbed more soap. He ran his hands over his back and to his shoulders, massaging. ” As it was with every time that I sat with Carla, I had an erection, just realizing that this woman is the one that cast caution to the wind, to sate her carnal need for a fucking. I could feel my hardness, trapped in my confining pants, and pressing hard against my body. A quick glance downward confirmed for me that I had a prominent bulge, even while seated.I stood and started to move past her. Then, I stood directly in front of her and feigned a yawn, which made my hips jut forward. . My eyes moved on down her body to a thick torso but not a big roll of fat or anything like that. Her belly button was almost perfectly round. Her flaming red hair started right below her belly button in a straight line before it fanned out covering her pelvic area. She had a thick mat of red hair covering her whole pussy. I could see that she had some dried cum matted in her hair as well. DeRonda walked over and she embraced me.“Dam girl we both fucking stink,” DeRonda said with a little.