I got enough of her skirt material up that I finally had my hand on her bare leg, just inside the knee. I started stroking it softly with the tips of ...y finger pads. I started from the knee and went about half way. She kept kissing me, but she was fidgeting around in her seat. We broke the kiss. "You know, Denise, you can always stop me if this is making you uncomfortable? I don't want to upset you by going too fast." I started moving my hand higher up on her thigh. Her legs were squeezed. Water was streaking sideways in sheets, and the huge trees that dotted the tiny network of downtown backyards were swaying madly, limbs bobbing perilously up and down, threatening to crack off at any moment. And always that incessant roar as gust after gust buffeted the house, rattling the windows and bowing the sliding glass door. This wasn’t just a storm, I realized. There was no thunder, no lightning- there was only chaos.As I stood, mesmerized by the roiling trees, the lights flickered. Ben forgets all about my ass and starts to moan. I lick him. He tastes the same as Josh. I then start the in and out, in and out with his dick. In a short time he suddenly pulls out and shoots his load all over my face and hair. To show him who is in control, I wipe a large amount off my face and lick it off my hand smiling at him. I have his cum in my hair and my cum is running down my legs so I go back to the bathroom and take a shower. I cannot go back home smelling like cum, Ben's or mine.. They were both newer and bigger, she noticed with a spike of jealously. She began disrobing as she climbed the stairs. She dropped her clothing just inside the bathroom door before locking it. A corner of her shirt kept the door from closing completely. I stopped by 7-11 for a dozen eggs and a bottle of olive oil. As I paid, I noticed Jill across the street by Wendy’s, heading toward Wallmart with a friend. It was that little Phillip asshole. “Home in one hour,” I yelled to be heard.