I shoved one hand under my shirt to squeeze a round breast while the other went down into my panties.I groaned, stroking the blonde landing strip to m... hot, wet folds. I rubbed them as I leaned back in my seat, groaning. It was so wonderful to touch them while Clint watched, his eyes burning, a grin on his strong lips.“Shirts in the way. Take it off. I can't see what you're doing.”“But... people will see her breasts as we drive,” gasped Pam.“Yep,” Clint said and started up the car.I peeled my. His tongue expertly flicked her clit, where on earth did he learn to do that so young? Nigel was a tongue master but had told her it had taken years of practice, Paul must be a natural, Nicole thought, he was going to send her to orgasm by barely touching her. He continued just to use the tip of his tongue, playing the tip of her clit like a violin master uses their bow to make sweet music. Paul’s tongue reached the crescendo of Nicole’s overture. Her orgasm thundered into her pussy and she. Brad held still and let Andrew move back and forth. Once Brad was satisfied that Andrew had loosened up he began to fuck Andrew with long steady deliberate strokes.The two of them moved together as if they had done this many times before. Both of them were oblivious to having sex in public as they were lost in the moment. Andrew was on his knees while keeping his chest and head lower. This move accentuated the round shape of his shapely ass. Brad like the feel of the curvy buttocks as he drove. This year, Greg and Peter said that they were doing something special, but wouldn't divulge anything more to Trisha. The boys had invited Mark to dinner, letting him know, in not so many words, that they really wanted him to be at the concert, too."So," Mark asked as the foursome sat down to dinner, "what should I expect tonight? I've not been to a school concert in many years."The boys were quick to bombard Mark with what usually happens at their concerts, being careful not to give too much.