The hands wandered further, his paws cupping my breasts or hands clawing at my fleshy ass. Why would Simon stop when his old mom moaned at his touch a...d pressed against him. I could not tell him to stop but neither could I tell him to advance - I was being exposed, for the first time in my life, to thoughts and feelings I had never experienced before - and I needed them like a flower needs sun, even when my mind screamed the obvious warnings.I was at that precipice, at the edge of something new. It was an awesome experience. Roger moved back away from me and I felt his wet cock drop away from me. He went around the other side of the car to straighten himself up. I was surprised that after what we have gone through, he was still modest. I reached down and picked up my panties from the ground. I used them to wipe my pussy dry and then tossed them into the bushes. I have to do without one I guess and could easily make it home without panties.We drove home. We didn’t say a lot on the way.. I knew that if I sat on the chair my hard cock would protrude forming a bulge and she will certainly notice it. However, I couldn’t neglect her offer, so I sat covering my bulge by crossing my arms on stomach and said jokingly that I really liked her outfit. She said thanks, but told me she was waiting for her robe to finish drying, she just put it into the laundry washer. I decided to busy her with talking things, so that she would stay as she was longer. So, I started asking her where she was. Eventually I focussed and found myself looking into a pair of beautiful blue eyes. The eyes were part of a pretty face topped by a blonde bobbed wig. 'Hi sweetie I'm Joan's friend Sharon' with that she leant in and french kissed me, probing me with her tongue. I tried to resit but was drawn toward her, flicking her tongue with mine. My restraints were ondone and I was allowed to stand. For the firt time I was able to take in my captor. She was around 6 feet tall, blond hair with a pretty face..