I again started with my breasts and worked my way down to my pussy lips. I massaged around them slowly working my way to my clit. I rolled my clit bet...een my fingers and dipped down every so often to my dripping slit. I couldn't hold back any longer and began to full out finger myself. I moved back up to my clit but stuck a finger or two in my ass, it always gets me. Suddenly, before I orgasmed, I completely stopped, stood up and walked over to the window. I looked my neighbour square in the. Nice, fried-egg tits and a small tattoo (some Oriental-looking symbol.) I whipped her bandana off to loosen her braided locks, let them fall to her thin shoulders.Getting out of my clothes, I spread them on the carpet behind the long table, opposite side from the only door. I'd turned on only one overhead light; nice and romantic down there where I had Ernestine lay down. She lifted her arms and spread her long legs in a universal invitation, which I was damned sure accepting. Climbing above. Of course, if Sara had any sense at all, she probably wouldn't have came back here in the first place, so as the saying goes, "In for a penny, In for a pound", Sara stayed her ground and hoped she wouldn't be buried beneath it.Tommy served his pints and then immediately turned his attentions to Sara. As soon as he saw the fresh-faced young blonde, he smiled until his fangs were showing and then walked up to her, leaning over the bar a bit too close as he spoke, "Well 'ello then. And 'ow are you. If you do, someone may stop to see if we need help, and I don't think we want any help with this," and she rubbed my crotch gently. With what sounded like affection, she said, "It's OK. I'll take care of you. Just don't run us out of the road. This will be a little distracting."With that, her hands slid to my zipper and belt, and suddenly I was unzipped and my pants were open. I felt her fingers reach inside my underwear and wrap around me. She said, "Where's dad's box of tissues? I'll need to.