Not that she knew anything about that of course but none the less she did see a car that was very similar to the one she had seen yesterday parked jus... down the street from where she lived. And the image of that car passing by her car right now also left a very disturbing impression on her mind too - very disturbing indeed.Vanessa was still only less than five hundred yards from the school carpark when she saw that car again with the same looking man with the same black t-shirt in the driver’s. Polk," he said acidly, "I have a lot of work to do!"Jason dragged himself out of his chair and trudged down the hall, trying in vain to think of a way out of his mess. While walking, a slightly round figure approached him in the hallway, it was Jaime Kurtz, Professor Watters graduate assistant. While always wearing thick glasses, Jaime was the ultimate bookworm, and at only about five foot two inches tall, her short frame was forced to carry in excess of 185 pounds, so she looked much like a. I closed my eyes and crossed my legs, pressing my untouched lips against the hard surface of the washing machine. ‘WOW!’ An instant wave of pleasure shot through me, from my crotch outwards reaching my toes, fingers, breasts and head all at the same time. The shockwave almost caused me to lose my grip on the machine and loosen my legs, but I persisted. I was going to see this through. I twisted my body so as to push my moistening lips against the hard flat surface. I pushed myself closer to the. I'd forgotten how good a man fingering me could be. As I felt him slide his finger in me I rotated my hips so he would brush against my perfect spot over and over. He mentions that he feels my pussy grip his finger and he knows I'm close. A few more strokes and I go over the edge. He says he has never felt anything so erotic as my pussy gripping his finger and the warm liquid surrounding his finger. Leaning over me I feel kisses and nips on my thighs and I feel him slip another finger inside.