” We take off on the bike and I wrap my arms around him and lean my head on his back. I can feel the motorcycle vibrating on my pussy and it feels g...od. I slide my hands inside his shirt and feel how warm he is, running my hands through his chest hair. I can feel the warm summer air brush up against my pussy lips and I feel myself moan a little bit in excitement. He turns the bike down this little dirt road and we finally end up at this little camp quite a ways in the woods next to a beautiful. After a minute or two of silence, Natasha, who was lying on her side facing away from me, moved slightly and pressed her panty- covered bottom back into my groin – a come-on sign if ever there was one. Not wanting to wake Simon, who by now was lightly snoring, with minimal movement I moved my hand across so that it was resting on Natasha’s thigh. There I started to gently stroke the backs of her thighs with my fingers, from the backs of her knees right up to where her panties. 'Shit', and the car swerved slightly. I stopped masturbating, thinking we had just avoided hitting someone or something, I mean, what would the fucking police think, I could just see the headlines, 'Famous actress masturbating whilst driving'.Joe had shot his wad over the steering wheel, comical yes, myself to blame as he watched my genuine fingering, then a tad anger and frustration, I still needed a fuck.'Joe go down-town, take the back streets, the alleys', an idea crossed my mind, and I. Her deepest sadness, however, lay in her own actions and those she had harmed. Mioki knew she could never forgive herself for what she had done, especially to Cathy, Marie and Tiana -- yes Tiana, the girl who had stolen away her husband and the love of her life. Mioki knew it was she and not Tiana who had brought about her current misery. The girl had simply been walking home that day, probably looking forward to seeing her friends and perhaps even a boyfriend, when Mioki had approached her..