She asked where I was going and I told her to get the car. She let me know quickly that she was not finished yet. I told her that the guy was probably...gone. She said that she didnt think so, not with the magazine and vibrator lying on the bed. She had a good point. Smart girl! Then I asked her where in the hell did the vibrator come from. She said that she knew how to make plans too. Then she said that she wanted another drink and went into the kitchen and made one. When she came back with it,. I wear tight underwear and my erect cock was peeping out from the top of it. She didn’t say anything and kept looking at it.I then went to her and holding the elastic of her skirt pulled it from under her along with her panties and she was taken unawares and cried out-hey no please- and I just laughed like a villain. Now she was just in her bra and she was hiding her love hole with her hands and brought her legs together. I didn’t care. I held her by her feet and separated them and got between. In a way I was greatful,but every chance she got she was openly showing me her pussy and ass. Like when she took a half hour nap. She had scooted across the seats till her head could rest on a small pillow by the door,she had pulled her dress up around her stomach. She then lifted her left leg and put her foot on my headrest as she stuck her right leg across my lap. Her bare pussy was almost touching my thigh. I tried not to watch as she was diddling herself for a solid ten minutes. Then,all. “Hey, are you rumbling with the boys again? You’d better show Alyssa to her room.” Then she turned her gaze to Martin. “And you, better clean this mess up. I want these mugs back in the kitchen.” In the back of the room, Clover appeared from behind the barrels. It was clear that Damien had been under her dress, it was all wrinkled. “I’ll be right there, Alyssa.” She giggled. They had only caught sight of Clover for a few seconds, before Damien pulled her back behind the barrels. Clover.