Ben and I began talking more about what we did for a living among other things. He showed me around the house and we ended up sitting in his room talk...ng on an oversized chair. I hadn't realized that while we were talking my short sundress had rode up to the point that most of my ass was showing and my thong was in clear sight. Ben commented that I had beautiful legs and an ass to die for. I laughed, blushed, and told him thanks. I commented that he had a very nice body himself. Ben turned on. Col understood now that that happiness had just been relief from being kicked about in life. Six months ago he had finally chucked in the office work he hated. It was Christa who insisted they must go out to work, meet people, not give in to the impulse to lurk alone in the shadows, darting out to prey on casual passers-by in life. She was right, he had learned a lot, he made pleasant friends and he met Bryony. As soon as he met Bryony he started planning his escape, figuring out what he could. So I'm telling you. There's an older man who wants to fuck me but he won't without your permission. I want to fuck him, so I know how you feel."She leans forward onto her hands continuing her cunt's steady glide up and down his cock."I'll let you fuck Moll if you let me fuck Jonathan," she whispers.She pauses sitting still as a mild orgasm works it way through her body."If you let me, I will fuck him whenever I choose unless I tell you you can't fuck Moll," she continues. Her hips begin to. Suddenly, my daze is broken by David's fingers tracing up my legs to my thighs and back down to my ankles. I look over at him as his fingers start to stroke just my thighs, and he grins wickedly at me. I smirk back and spread my legs slightly, allowing my dress to fall more to show him my bright red lace panties. His fingers gently caress the outside of my panties before grabbing the hem and pulling them down my legs. I quickly kick them off so that they do not draw attention from other cars..