You can tell by my eyes that I want this. You slide your hand between my legs and finger me before opening me wider with your cock for a brief moment....You decide I'm suitably relaxed and ready to take others. You move up to my head and you stand by me, you keep hold of one of my hands and I know that you will not let go of it throughout this experience. You know that I will not take my eyes off you throughout - you are the only person i want to see. I will not speak throughout the scene and you. Then it was over to my each of my arms and then my shoulders and down my back."Take those wet panties and bra off. I'll get you something to wear," she said as she tossed the towel, still sitting on the floor."Aren't you going to get me some clothes?" I asked after several moments passed and she was still sitting on the floor looking at me in a way that made me slightly uncomfortable."Aren't you going to take the wet clothes off so I can go throw 'em in the dryer?" she smiled.I smiled. I have to quit buying the cars I would have loved to have in my first life.I mused a bit. Knowing what's coming is great.I had a 1951 Mercury two door deluxe. It was being turned into the cruiser rod of cruiser rods. Chopped and channeled, the Merc was going to get a '57 Hemi engine first and a 426 with the A833 4 speed as soon as it came out.There was a 1955 chebby just waiting for the coming 302 ... the Z28 302. Grace is not the only one to want a '57 two door, but mine has already been. She desperately wished the stranger had noticed her, and she fantasized about displaying herself to him and having him watch her masturbate and cum. That thought brought Deb closer to the edge and she spread her legs even wider imagining having an audience. Her hands moved in synch, ravaging her clit and stuffing her sopping wet pussy. Deb glanced at the clock and saw there was less than 20 minutes left in practice, which meant the next wave of parents would be arriving soon. That real prospect.