Finally loosening my long fair hair shebrushed it and finally gave me a mirror to see the effect. I stared atthe pretty girl who looked back at me an... Maria chuckled in satisfaction."Let's see what Master Will thinks," she said and led me out onto thestage. Will turned as I appeared and I saw a strange look on his face. Iwondered, was this how a man looks at a woman? Then he recovered himselfand laughed"Miss Maria, you never fail me," he said.We started the scene again and this time it felt. .. if the Vatican II Council had determined it to be necessary, didn't that make it righteous?'The conflict boiling in her brain did not prevent her hand from descending to her crotch. She mimicked the movements that her neighbor was making sixty or seventy feet away. The stimulation through the layers of clothing was insufficient. The desire to put her hands under her skirt, inside her panties, collided with years of suppressing those very urges. Even at this distance she could see that. "That's the idea, loverman mine."Naturally enough, it continued to grow. But Michael kept her at bay, confiding with a bearly perceptible whisper that he feared being observed by the driver. She knew the driver couldn't see anything going on behind him because of the darkly tinted glass of the partition and silently smirked. In this she would be proved wrong, but it is of no consequence.Leigh knew how to handle his reluctance -- she'd transform herself from demur housewife to foul-mouthed slut.. He let out a moan and rested his hand on the back of my neck. I caressed his cock with my tongue and he was starting to twitch with pleasure so I new it was time to pull it out from behind its nylon covering. As I released it, it flopped out and pointed straight ahead. I put my hand round it and slowly wanked him just so I could have a good feel of his beautiful cock but he had other ideas and pulled my head forward. I opened my mouth and he pushed his meat in between my eager lips. His moan.