"Turning back to Jet, she crawled slowly towards him. "Looks like our time's up for now."Instead of going to his side, she moved over him, straddling ...im when she came to a stop. "Think you're going to be okay here, by yourself? I'll keep the door locked so no one can come busting through." I'll be fine, Inky," he assured, giving her a wink. Now that the sexual frustration was lessened, he was on a much more even keel. At least he knew where Jet ended and Gibbs began now."You sure? Maybe I. She leaning into me, telling me, how much she missed me at the bar. But it was fun and it was FREE! I leaned over to kiss her on the neck, and remove the strap. She nestled in closer, and asked me, do you still like themI lowered my head, and kissed and sucked on her big boobs. Cupping her firm boobs in my hand, and sucking the nipples, while the other hand was busy, fingering her wet wanting pussy. I guess you do, she giggled!Lets play before you fuck a drunk woman. She caressed my swollen. The door wasn't locked and he went in-- and the first thing he saw right there in the middle of the fucking floor was a pair of sexy bikini panties!Must be my lucky day, he thought, grinning.He bent over and picked them up and frowned.Had she pissed in her panties?Her panties were soaking wet. But it didn't feel like piss. The stuff was thicker and creamier and--holy shit!Holding them up to his face, Clay sniffed.It was fucking cunt juice! That sexy little piece of ass must have creamed in her. ” “You’re not that old yourself either,” she said strangely, wriggling closer to me on the bench and putting her legs right across mine. An eerie silence descended, punctuated by more owl cries. Unconsciously I stroked further up her thigh with my fingertips. She wriggled a little more. “Sorry. Does it tickle?” I asked, my hand moving away from her leg. She grasped my wrist and pulled my fingers back onto her thigh. “It’s nice. Sort of soothing too though,” she replied and the silence fell.