"Jack—double straight up,” Alex replied. "You’re going to feel that in the morning," I warned, watching her gulp down her drink in a couple swa...lows. “I thought you said you don’t drink.” “I don’t!” she smirked. "Come on, let's dance! This is my favorite song!" Her eyes lit up as she practically yanked me onto the dance floor. "Whoa, hold up! I don't dance, and I think you've had enough to drink.” I pulled my arm away. "You're no fun!" Alex glared at me, then half-staggered toward the. When I climaxed he wiped my juices on my legs with feigned disgust, took his money, and left.The driver of the van leaned over, and pulled my panties back up, rubbing the crotch into my juices. He started the van, and started driving. Every once in a while he would rub my crotch, or squeeze my breasts, but for the most part, he concentrated on driving, while I cried.We pulled into what I guessed was a parking lot, though most of the lamps were out. Again he left, warning me to keep my legs. She took the money and said eat my pussy first then you can have the G-string . He got down on his knees as Sandy pulled his face straight into to her pussy rubbing it all over his face moving his tongue right to the spot that she wanted Sandy told us that it was the most exciting thing she has ever done , knowing that there were over fifty pairs of eyes watching this guy eating her pussy . All of the guys standing were adjusting their cocks while they watched this guy . Sandy said she had the. ’ ‘Look, be honest with me. Do you think you could get in her pants?’ ‘Probably. Her husband is in dental school and works a full time job. I don’t think she’s getting the attention she needs. She flirts and flashes those tight white tennis panties. What are you suggesting?’ ‘I’m suggesting that this coming Saturday morning you start exploring the possibilities. I’m suggesting that this Saturday morning when she comes over you pass on tennis. You make a move on her. The kids are spending the.