” I grab Mitch’s hand and place it in up under my dressuntil his fingers touch my drenched panties. His face lights up with excitement and...he says, “Damn,you’re so wet. Keep that thought in mind I know of asecluded area we can go and have some fun.Mitch places both hands on the wheel and drives out ofthe busy metropolis. I lay my head on his shoulder.Soon I notice we turn off the main road, go down adusty, country-road.Once I see we are out of the city, I watch. That next weekend, my husband and Steve went out to dosome computer work at Steve’s- these usually turned outto be all-night affairs. During the night, My husbandasked Steve what his biggest fantasy was- turned outthat Steve always wanted to be sucked off while hedrove down I-75. In the middle of the day. My husbandsaid, “No problemo, Paula sucks GREAT cock!”Well, you can imagine the rest!***The next day I found myself in the front seat ofSteve’s convertible, wearing a. "Monique asked her why. She looked great."If you must know, Jim and I just fooled around and I wanted to freshen up before I left.That bastard left me high and dry too. I'm not as lucky as you."Then Monique surprised me. She told her to let me clean her out with my mouth. Then she could cum and be clean."Can I? You were right. You said he would eat a creampie. Jim would never do something like this. Thanks, but it's got to be quick; Jim's waiting in the car."Monique said, "What are roomates. I walked out of the living room and down the hall where to the system room. The three large flat screens were off to which I turned them on individually.Accessing the date screen on the computer, I taped a few keys and checked the bracket dates of my trips. The data screen coincidentally indicated “deleted” for each trip, four in all during the last six months. I grimaced in anger and then went back to the living room. Lisa had gone upstairs.I went to our bedroom; Lisa was in the shower. I sat.