As the truck moved down the block, he started his car and followed it. ‘I’ll make that little bastard pay! This is his fault as much as it is hers...’ he thought as he followed the young man. Lonnie really didn’t feel like going home just yet. Instead, he headed out of Jamestown, into the country. ‘Maybe I’ll go up to the overlook for a while,’ he thought. The overlook was a scenic area located on a steep, winding section of Route 11. It afforded a vista of Jamestown that Lonnie had always. This way I could make better use of my tongue which was now nearing her swollen vagina. Then I began to stimulate her vagina by licking the very bottom of her pussy lips and slowly kissing her inner and outer labia lips parting them with my tongue. I could tell Janet was reacting to my actions and began to groan loudly. I was obviously pleasing my newly found lesbian lover. A tough looking girl in the crowd yelled “eat it honey, then I’m next”. The biker’s roared and went crazy, people were. As her climax slowed some twenty or thirty seconds later as she breathed through her nose the suction reduced and I took the opportunity to pull out of her mouth and swing around spreading her knees and shoving my full erection into her pussy and began pumping like a mad man. I had to make a slight angle adjustment to slide past her cervix rather than slamming into it, which helped to increase the depth of penetration. I grasped her breasts in my hands and worked her nipples between my thumbs. I was ready for the second and third spurt. After that his cock seemed to ooze more cum onto my tongue. I could still feel a slight pulse from his still very hard cock. I swallow again and licked the underside of his cock head while he was cumming. After a minute he started to get soft and finally pulled his cock back. I swallowed for the third and last time. I watched him fix his pants and he turned to leave then I recognized him. He was only in the booth for about 10 minutes. I had known this.