Before the taxi had moved, Cindy pulled my hand between her legs, spreading them open wide and pushing my fingers deep inside her pussy, using them to...fuck herself. She tried hard to keep quiet, unable to hide her moans of pleasure I pressed my mouth hard to hers, our lips and tounges wildly thrashing on each others when I heard the driver comment to Mike that it looks like his friends are keen for a good night, hearing Mike's reply that it sure does, going on earlier events I reckon they are. Ann couldn’t imagine what it would be like hard.“I guess this is where the phrase ‘hung like a horse’ originated,” Ann thought to herself.His name was Thomas and he took Ann’s hand as he brazenly looked her up and down. Ann’s 5’3” trim frame with 36C breasts and a 24 inch waist must have pleased him as he said, “Well, well, well, little lady, looks like ole Thomas done got him a beautiful ride today.”Ann blushed but was secretly proud of her looks. She knew her short black hair, shapely legs,. The smell of her took over my senses... clean and fresh with a hint of rose and lavender to it.I saw her hand move toward me under the blanket, it looked like a Gerbil searching for a carrot. She placed her hand on my lower abdomen and with her manicured nails tickled me lightly as she slowly played with the trail of hair that traveled lower, making her way down my body. As she reached the base of my cock, she started a gentle rhythmic massage while still softly playing with my pubic hair,. When she finally emerged she looked ecstatic and told me that she got the lead role. On the drive back home I explained to her what had happened to me and that I will withdraw my application as it would be weird to act with her – especially if we were to be lovers. Mom wouldn't have any of it and insisted that Jac was a world class director and we were both lucky that he had picked us and that this might lead to bigger and better roles. Rehearsals were to start the following week and would be.