Licking up and down her hot wet slit, my hands under her buttocks pulling her closer, until my tongue slipped inside her. The smell and taste of her p...ssy was sending shivers through my body. She was leaning back against the widow as my tongue did circles on her pussy lips until her clit was throbbing. I didn’t want to stop, and she grabbed my head, pushing my tongue right into her wanting pussy. I obliged and slid my tongue in and out, going deeper and faster until she gripped my head tight,. Let me show you.”“He’s still not quite there. One way you can tell, just before he finishes, the little slit where the juice come out opens up. Once that happens the guy can’t stop. I wonder why he’s not done. Maybe it’s because you’re here.”“Tim, what’s the matter, is there something else you’d like?”“I’m just not quite feeling it tonight.” I said. Actually, I was a lot closer than she thought.“Oh, I know what to do. Dixie, show him your tits!”“Ye gods, I don’t know, mine aren’t like. " Mom said eyeing my dick."Mom, there isn't time. I gotta go bad!" I pleaded. She reached down with a very red face and held my dick between two of her fingers and inserted it in the pee cup. I went like a race horse ahhhhhhh. She then removed my dick and took it into the bathroom and emptied it and brought back a wash cloth. She seemed to study my dick for a minute and apologised. I told her it was okay, so she used the washcloth and wiped the remaining pee off. Some dribbled down to my balls. We found her at Arrivals, and Tiz collected her bags while Orla and I hugged enthusiastically, and I gave her ass a grope that woke up airport security and the sleepy businessmen from her flight. We walked back to the car, Orla and I arm in arm behind the new driver. Tiz had a graceful glide in her walk that was pure sex, great legs and a firm ass. She had to work out between driving gigs. Orla was virtually licking her lips as we walked to the car. ‘Who is she?’ hissed Orla, giggling wildly..