’ They drove in silence for about half an hour as the rain slowly started to let up. ‘You haven’t asked me what happened,’ she said. ‘Everyo...e else has.’ ‘One of the rules of being a good hitchhiker is that you don’t ask too many questions. If the driver feels like talking, you listen, if not, then you keep your mouth shut unless they want you talk. I always try and be a good hitcher.’ ‘I was eighteen,’ she began, ‘and my boy friend Zak was nineteen. Just went to the movies, don’t even remember. . mmmm, licking my pussy,” Jo said.John leant over to turn on the light but it didn’t work. He could see that the clock wasn’t working either.‘Damn,’ he thought. ‘Of all times to have a power cut,’He felt his hand being squeezed and turned to see Jo arching her back and moaning into her pillow.Removing his boxers, John knelt on the bed next to Jo and watched her body react to the sexual attention it was receiving from her ghostly lover. Stroking his already rock hard cock, John saw how his. Her breasts were her favorite thing about her body she was proud to have natural breasts. She slid her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them she had a completely shaved pussy and a nice round, firm ass. She stood in front of the mirror admireing her body she absolutely loved the way her body looked naked in-fact she often just walked around naked all day when she was home alone. She grabbed a towel and started for the bathroom she looked at the alarm clock on the night stand next. After a moment, he straightened my skirts and led me to the door and out to his car. My face was flushed. Even in the dim light of my hallway, I could clearly see through my skirt now. It was obvious what I was wearing under my dress. I should have been mortified, but I wasn’t. My nipples were harder than before, if possible, and my pussy was already gushing. What was it about showing my goodies in public that made so horny? The combination of that and being with this sexy, bossy man seemed to.