I told him that I would love to watch him fucking her later that day but didn't want her to know and asked if that would be possible. He thought for a...minute and asked me to follow him in the back. I saw the table and chair where he had fucked Sarah the day before and smiled to myself. He showed me into another room at the back of his shack which was like a store room. There was a bed in the corner and he told me if he finished really late after a party night he used to sleep there to save. I wanted to see how she would react to this. I walked up behind her and grabbed a big handful of ass and rubbed my hand down her thigh. She was wearing some extremely short shorts, yes jean daisydukes pretty much. She freaked at first and then realized it was me and then she was ok. I continued to give the little gestures of getting her excited.. the usual. My arm around her hip would slide down her thigh with a little pressure. She started to warm up a bit. We met back up with her mom and. .yes..." Right........OK.........so you are willing to take advice from me?" Yes.....of course," he replied quickly this time.She thought for a few seconds. "OK.......good........and if you want toknow what will help you with Ms Thornbury?" she teased."Of course," he said eagerly."This won't repair all of the damage, but it will help." Go on," he urged."She doesn't like beards, she thinks they are dirty and smelly, and shethinks men hide behind the fuzz. Lose the beard, it won't do you any. He stopped there and immediately came in the back seat and started squeezing my boobs over my dress. He started pushing his hands in my dress and squeezed my boobs like balls. He was pinching my nipples. I loved it, but I didn’t want to show. To control my moans I was biting my lips. He was an amazing boob presser. I was half horny by his hands inside me and half scared that somebody might see us. My boobs were now out of my dress and were cold due to the air touching it. He started coming.