Pulling her jeans down you move quickly and then undo your zipper and pulling your dick out. Your one had moves to the mid of her back pushing her to...the wall harder, the other now having your dick free of its confines reaches forward and you caress her soft ass cheeks looking down you see what a great ass she has both in and out of her jeans and this only urges you on even more. Still rubbing her ass, her breathing quickens. Your hand continues down and forward touching her lips of her cunt. “I want that cock Richard so it will be doggie style”, she concluded as she positioned herself on the car seat, pushing her bottom high so that her hairy cunt was available. He pushed the head of his cock into the lips of that cunt and thrust. She gave a gasp but then it was a matter of the occasional grunt as he ravished her, driving his cock in so that only his balls were on display. With his cock totally inserted he pulled the straps of her dress down and massaged her tits and pulled her. She saw our plight and immediately asked us in. In the lounge there was a fireplace piled with logs ready for winter days. Rachel, for that was her name, suggested lighting the fire to dry us out. As we stood dripping she got matches and bent down to light the paper under the logs. Wet and miserable as we were, our spirits, [and more than our spirits!] rose as we watched her dress ride up her gorgeous long thighs almost to the top, showing a brief glimpse of the tight curve of her bum and tiny. I remember her saying that by some miracle my hymen was actually intact, but that there were definitely signs that I had been involved in sexual activities earlier. I did not know where the Fosters were at that moment, but somehow I knew I would be facing them again someday.My name is Rebecca O'Neill. Well, that is the name I have used since I was one, and after my mother left my stepfather when I was seven, he adopted me. I was happy because his son was already my idol. In school when all my.