Those guys look like they're up to no good. I'm half tempted to call the police." I don't want to make a scene, but I'm a little frightened to go out ...lone, knowing that they're out there." She held out her hand to him and asked, "Do you mind?"Dave took her hand, her touch and her scent once again making his head swim. The pair walked to the exit, and Dave saw the men sitting on their motorcycles, watching the door. One of them pointed when he and Marie stepped outside."Where's your car?" Over. I could not see the sharp stones and broken glass that kept cutting them. I saw a shadow blocking out the stars that looked square. I realized it was a road sign. I could not read the words by sight but I used my fingers to feel the letters. It said town was 20 miles away! I figured I'd already walked 4 miles in the last hour. I hadn't tossed my watch and it still worked. It was already 2 am. I wasn't terribly cold (it was summer) but I was very beat up from the crash. My feet hurt terribly and. Her labia lips were wet with her juices. A slow glob of white fluid was leaking out of her pussy. Margie was so turned on from anticipation. I slipped my foreskin back, my cockhead was as wet as Margie's cunt. I moved my hips forward while aiming my cock at her opening. My cock touched her wet inner lips. I gasped as her pussy's heat traveled through my cock and through my body. I held my breath as I penetrated her. We were so well lubricated my cockhead slipped into her with no effort on my. "How do you know?" I asked and she sighed as I kissed her neck,"Because I like looking at girls" she said simply, "I get excited when I see a pretty girl" How do you mean excited?" Wet of course"I kissed her neck again and she shuddered,"I wish you wouldn't do that" Why not?" Because it feels too nice" How can anything feel too nice?"Before she could answer, we heard a stifled moan from my parent's bedroom next door,"He's fucking mum" I whispered and we both giggled, "I bet she's lying there.