Erica hoped that Ken wouldn’t be a dud and chicken out, and was greatly relived when he mumbled ok. A little reluctant, Ken opened the men’s room...door and entered. The stall door was open where Erica was, and he could see her squatting over the toilet, with her skirt hiked up around her waist, and her pussy glistening. Turning his head a little so he appeared not to be looking at her exposed twat Ken said, “Ummm…what do you need ma’….I mean Erica?”“Kenny look,” Erica pouted, showing him her. By this time I’m moaning in pleasure and I’m getting closer to a climax. I tell him and he stops which has me protesting loudly. He pulls out of me and has me lay on my back and enters my pussy again fucking me harder than he did before bringing us both to a climax. As we catch our breath you come close to me and give me a kiss saying that you enjoyed watching me get fucked a lot. Then you both pull me to my feet and bring me into the bedroom. Steve lies down on the bed and you have me get. I have the cruise control set at seventy-five. Plenty are passing us, too. I think going too slow can be as much of a hazard as going too fast.”Jason signaled a lane change and went past a minivan. He signaled again and returned to his original lane. A black Dodge Charger zipped past him, pulled in front of him and slowed.“God dammit!” he exclaimed, “I hate it when they do that.”“What’s that?”“They break their necks to get ahead of me and then slow down. I hate that behavior.”“Please don’t do. There is no limit for words upon which I could use to describe her: gorgeous, sweet, intelligent, funny, beautiful, caring, kind, all of which she is without a doubt. I am utterly infatuated with her. I love her.I shift on the bench so that I’m sitting sideways, facing her. She turns yet again to face me with a cheeky grin, raised cheeks, and a curious look in her eye.“Seriously, whaaat?” she smirks as she too turns her body so that we’re now opposite each other.“You know... I just can’t get my.