Anyway the taxi turned up and so we all jump in.In the taxi Bob was chatting to a girl who we didn t really know but had been invited by someone else,...the look in her eyes i could tell she wanted to fuck him they were getting to know each other pretty quick.I was still very wet with the thoughts of the old man who was still staring at me from the other side of the mini bus.I got hold of Bob hand and ask him to feel my wet pussy just to take the edge off, i could feel the juices starting to run. More and more aroused, Martin gripped Hilde’s buttocks to pull them apart and dig his fingers into the crack. Hilde arched back. Her only half-suppressed cries filled the now silent car as Martin continued to ram his cock, time and time again, deep into her cunt. It drove them both, gasping for breath, into a shivering, twisting climax.Convulsing simultaneously on August’s cock, the other woman had shut her eyes, and her head had stretched up in a silent scream. She had watched Martin and her. At first you begin to worry that he won’t let you up for air, then you move your face and gulp. His other hand is gripping your ass so tight you know there will be bruises, but your mind has disappeared. All you can feel is his fingers gripping your scalp through your tangled hair. You can hear his growl. You can feel several of your hairs on the verge of being torn from your head. And that’s when he bites down on your butt.Now your whole body quivers. His breath is hot where the wet spot on. " Smiling she hands me a glass. We sit for what seems like hours talking and peeling back each others layers. Her laugh, her smile and the touch of her hand makes me feel happy inside. I haven't felt this way in so long, I am starting to feel alive again. She is sitting in front of the fire and the glow makes her look so inviting. Laying back on my elbows I think of so many things I would love to do, but I am afraid to stop the moment, to chase her away. She moves over closer to me and kisses.