The pressure of her breasts caused the laces to loosen, and the split in the dress to move apart revealing more of her smooth skin and the dark edges ...f her nipples. He groaned and closed the gap between them in two strides, one arm went round her waist, his other hand pulled the edges of her dress apart and cupped one of her breasts as his mouth slammed down against hers. She arched into his touch, one thought flashed through her mind. Gotcha.He continued to caress her breast so gently as if. I must duck for cover,’ the interviewer smiled. ‘Just call me Renata Duck, I’m too young to be called Miss.’ ‘Gaffe by TV Interviewer Calling Our Columnist Miss Duck’ screamed the newspaper next day and suddenly Renata was a minor celebrity being invited on to radio shows and TV panels and then an impressed businessman and a pal nominated her for the Chamber of Commerce’s ‘Young Entrepreneur of the Year’ competition. Renata appeared before the judges with thirty-two other contestants. She was. Without saying anything she bends over the table, her beatiful ass staring straight at me. Looking back she asks what I'm waiting for, I say what do you want me to do? She looks back at me and says I want your cock where your finger was when you made me cum so hard I'm still shivering thinking about it. With that I popped open the lube and coated a couple of fingers in it as well as squeezing some right onto her rosebud ansking are you sure? She says yes I am sure you may not be my first but. His hand idly found my left nipple as he continued making his way towards the interstate. Even that subtle touch sent an electric charge straight to my loins. I played with my right breast and teased my clit while I impatiently waited for the security of the dark stretch of highway. No sooner than we were merged did I start tugging at his zipper. In moments I had his solid six-inch cock free. He may have acted like he barely noticed my antics but the steel like stature of his manhood betrayed.