I became more bold. I slid my finger tips down her spine and then slid them back up her sides. With every up and down stroke of my fingers I made sure...that I touched the sides of her magnificent breasts. I could feel the softness and the roundness of her breasts through her blouse and bra. As I continued to trace my finger tips up and down her sides, she began to breath heavier."I want you, Mrs. G." I whispered as I slowly started to slide my hands upwards closer to her luscious tits. "Oh. From him. I raised my hand to turn the ignition. Right before I could, I heard a familiar voice yelling my name, and a familiar figure hastily walking over to my door. It was him. He bent down and tapped on my window, motioning for me to roll it down. I followed suit, looking into his eyes that were full of confusion and a twinge of disappointment. ‘Why are you leaving? Is everything ok?’ ‘Yeah…I just…I dunno…I feel weird. I just want to go back to my apartment. I’ll be fine though. I’ll see. After Olivia had been finger-fucking in and out of her hungry ass and observing how Jennifer was already thrusting back to meet the digit, she got busy doing what she had been yearning to do they left the Double Deuce.She began by admiring the glistening pink pussy directly in front of her. Jennifer’s pussy was truly a thing of beauty too. Tightly tucked in, and shaved smooth, she looked like a girl several years younger than her tender age of twenty-eight. The skin surrounding her pussy lips. Two weeks ago, she replied as Warren ran his hand up the inside of her thigh. "Why ... Why do you ask", she stammered for Warren had rammed his finger up the now awaken cunt. A cunt that hadn't had any male interest for decades, but now was very much responding to the stimulating actions of just a finger. "I think your last mechanic deliberately sabotaged your motor. I have heard of this happening before because they wanted you to bring the vehicle back, more work, more profit. However, I have.