She knew that I hadn't meant just the temperature. Since she chose to play it that way, I was determined to go along."Did you see that red Ford that w... passed on the square?" I asked."You mean the one parked on the street, across from the statue of the confederate soldier?" Cheryl turned the answer into another question."Yeah that was Mike, I'm pretty sure. The car is right for the rental he got." Then he will show up here," Cheryl suggested."I would bet on it," I replied.Sure enough his car. His hips, oh how his hips connected with mine. His body kept perfect rhythm with mine. The thought of that luscious man having his way with me turned me on. The thought of his giant cock inside of me made me wet. I couldn't shake the though...I was driving myself crazy. I slide hand down my sweat pants and rubbed my clit softly. I made sure I turned my television up enough so my parents wouldn't hear me pleasuring myself. I began to rub myself rougher. It felt so good...just like Laz made. She took his hand and played with it, kissing each of his fingertips in turn. When she finished with his fingers, he ran his fingers through her soft chestnut brown hair, as she purred happily. "Mmmm, Billy, that feels wonderful!" "Well, you have very soft hair... I like playing in it." "I was thinking of getting it cut. That's all the style these days - short hair up off the shoulders a bit. What do you think?" "Don't you DARE cut this hair!" he said emphatically. "I hate the short hair look. I made sure that I neither my back nor my thighs and legs touched hers. It was crowded and many people were standing and due to the imbalance, some of them (they were girls) fell on me and crushed me. After sometime, she leaned out to get the ticket. At that time, her boobs touched my shoulders. I moved so as to move mine from them. After getting the ticket, she asked me, “Anga pona avanga idikranga, inga vandha nan idikrena?” and smiled and said, “Come closer. No problem.”I said a yes with a.