Not through her damp panties, anyhow!Betty let out a series of little cries. She'd settled her ass back down upon the seat and was squirming while clu...ching at Phil's head. He was gripping her hips with his fingers. Betty sagged limply and when Phil lifted his head there was enough light for Stacy to see that his lips were glistening with Betty's cunt juices. He licked his lips and Stacy remembered that her own juices hadn't tasted bad at all."Can you fuck me without coming, Phil? If you can,. . It's too late in the year for that. Hands in thick hair,gather, lift, sweep round. A clip, brief tugging of a strand or twothat makes you flinch. A tube in my hand, hers around, a waxy touch onlips, like this, one daub, another. Tissue to kiss. The mirror. xxxxIf she was impatient, in the days that followed, showing me around whatshe'd have understood to be my house, she didn't show it. Nor did sheseem to grudge giving the little hints -- we sit like this, don't stomparound so. l learned to. But then he began rocking the boat. He saw the blatant corruption and greed that permeated the entire governmental structure in his small town and that he later discovered was rampant throughout Mexico, and he objected to it. He saw the political leaders becoming rich through graft, bribery and extortion while children of their constituents were starving. He read about a former President of Mexico taking millions of dollars out of the country and placing it in Swiss, U.S. and other foreign. That meant teenagers or college kids that I would have to pass by. All the anticipation was getting to me... making me more and more nervous. My heart was pounding in my chest. Breathing getting more shallow. 'Ok... ' I thought. 'I need to get this under control.''I should be enjoying this! I came here today to be naked in front of people! This is the most un believable opportunity!"My pep talk was beginning to work. My breathing was getting deeper. I was calming down. Then a funny thing began.