Frankie was bouncing now as she felt a wave of orgasm start to crash over her, Kelly leaned into her and started to fondle her breasts through her top...while still prodding her with the vibrator, ‘oh my god’ Frankie gushed ‘there are people downstairs, what are you doing to me?’ Without a second thought Kelly pushed Frankie backwards guiding her with the vibrator in to the bathroom and quickly shutting and locking the door behind them both.Frankie was a mess and the vibrator was turning her on. She corrected her dress and she went fown immediately without talking to me. I saw a shock and guiltiness on her face.I left her home and reached my home.i called her mobile 5 to 6 times and she did not answer my call. I was do worried about the situation. I messaged her 10 times for apologising and sorry. There was no reply. I was not getting any sleep. I took my bike and reached her home. From outside I could see her house lights were switched off. I understood that she had fallen asleep.. He ran his hands over my breasts and down to my freshly shaved pussy. I was very self conscious about that. I had stared at myself in the mirror after I shaved it this morning. I looked like a little girl. I didn't like the look.But Mr. Petrie did. He bent down and kissed my vulva and sniffed at it like an animal. He stood up at last and in a husky voice he said, "You look like little girl. But you smell like a woman."He took my wrist and placed my hand against the bulge in his chinos and said,. When she got that done and picked Tracy up off her lap, I said, "Those back seats are already folded down and you can crawl back there and lay down on the resulting flat surface and snuggle with Tracy if you want to snooze a bit. You'll have to crawl over the center console, but it shouldn't be too hard for you. I'm going to pack it in at Chattanooga and get a room. I've been on the road from Chicago and can't go much further without some rest. It isn't such a good idea to be without seat.