While passing from his front, I slid my hand over this crotch. Then I moved towards the eatery counter to have something. While I was sitting on a cha...r, he came too close to me. His hard cock was just an inch away from my face. I was getting wetter. The fear of someone seeing this was doubling the excitement.I was enjoying this new thing. He moved and went to have his food. While he was having his food, I went near and passed in a way that my boobs got rubbed with his back. I must tell you. Rebecca was torn between berating her wayward submissive for her abysmal behavior and making her pay for running away and pulling her into her arms and cuddling her in relief at finding her safe and sound. Seemingly unnoticed Rebecca stepped closer and noticed that Sarah's breathing was ragged and that she was crying. Sarah's distress quenched some of her anger, but she still wanted to get to the bottom of Sarah's outburst, the root of her uncharacteristic behavior."Sarah look at me," Sarah. Where the hell is she? He said she would be here at 4:00.The owner of the car was a customer named Tom. He wanted his newly finished car photographed and his niece to model with it for a pin-up calendar she wanted to be featured in. He had arranged for Lucy to meet me at the park for the photos. I had driven the Corvette from my shop to the park, found the right location and prepared the car. Now I just needed Lucy.Lucy was a twenty-year-old blonde bombshell with a great body, lots of tattoos. I’ve got a taxi home many a night with a big damp spot still on my tights, leaking through to my tight knickers. In fact after one encounter with three burly guys my tights were so drenched in their cum that I had to take them off and ring them out before I went home. You know you’d still prefer me over your other half even if they wore the same outfits! Come on, jerk that hard, hard cock. I wear tight skirts sometimes…short naturally, only because I love showing off my legs but more so because.