Watching your body shake each time, your tits dance in your chest, your mouth closed holding your moans and screams. As I tire of this position, I pus... you off my lap, and quickly bend you over the seats in front. This fully exposes your pussy and asshole, and I can't resist licking, savouring your abundant juices, then probing your little starfish with the tip of my tongue, forcing you to bite yours to keep silent.Standing up, I slide into you again, and now I can go a lot deeper, touching. Sort of like being invisible, I guess.I'd have bet the girls at school would have flipped if they knew who the little girl watching them adjust their pantyhose and bras in the ladies room really was. Too bad I couldn't tell anyone.Mom was acting a whole lot different towards me. We didn't argue back and forth much anymore, unless it was over what I was going to wear. Sometimes she wanted to make me wear such babyish outfits when I wanted to wear what other girls my age wore. Other than that we. Then I set the shoes on the floor and quietly shoved them as far as possible under the bed.I moved up alongside him and began to remove his tie. Hmm, Hermes, top quality. I folded it carefully, giving it the treatment it deserved. I thought about turning on the radio for some music, to make him more relaxed, but I didn't know what he liked and I didn't want to break the mood he was already in, so I passed."Nice tie, Sam. Why don't you take off your glasses?" He grunted, put them on the night. She was crying. Evan went up to her. ‘Anything I can do for you, miss?’ Evan asked. ‘Not unless you can give me a ride,’ she sobbed, her head still down. Evan didn’t have to think very hard on it. He just spent 3 hours on the road, and it was getting damned boring! ‘Where you going?’ ‘Texas,’ said the woman. Sweeter still! ‘Well, it so happens that that’s where I am headed.’ The woman’s head shot up, and Evan could see one possible reason why she was crying: She was sporting a black eye. ‘Geez,.