" Trying to sound grown up and experienced. I was experienced but I wasn't about to talk about my parents, as that was very private."How about you? Do...you do it?" Yes. I mean, no. I'm not sure I know how." She admitted. "I touch myself sometimes and it feels nice an' all but I don't know what I'm doing." I masturbate a lot." I announced proudly. Would you like me to show you?Would you like to watch me masturbate, Rochelle?" Oh yes, Lauren Rose. Please teach me. I want to know." OK. I'll lean up. The fit was fairly tight, but my fingers slid very easily between the cushions, which also have leather sides even between the cushions. I couldn't help but wander what it would feel like to slide my cock between the cushions.The thought of humping the sofa got me further aroused, and I began stroking my cock more earnestly, quickly achieving a decent erection. Then I turned over on my stomach and slid back until my knees were up against the arm rest with my legs hanging over the end of the. As I did I felt a rough, calloused hand pulled my knickers to one side and two fingers entered my pussy." God fellas she's dripping wet and really tight! You certainly weren't exaggerating about her Dave!" Dave laughed loudly as he shot his cum into Mary's eager mouth, I heard her splutter as she spat his cum onto the floor, "Sorry Dave but I never swallow! Never have, seems you have trained your little whore better than me!", she laughed as she moved across to watch me intently as I sucked. Or so she thought. He'd seemed pleased one afternoon (going back to work from a business lunch) when she "casually" mentioned she might focus on advertising instead of her chosen major, she was seriously considering the idea. He mentioned her young, appealing looks would suit her well in his line of work (and had he winked at her in the mirror, saying that?) "You are a sweet young lady...I've thought about the two of us, alone in this big car. You'll pardon me for saying that...I get lonesome.