While everything felt good, I felt I had to pee. I didn’t want to say anything trying to hold it. I don’t know why but all of a sudden it went awa.... But everything was more intense. I was so wet. I was never this wet before. What threw me over the edge was when he blew on my clit. That was when I experienced something I had only seen on pornos. I was shaking uncontrollably, my legs the most. I began squirting. I lost control. All I could do was let it be. The thing was… he was still sucking my. The cab arrived, and I was ready. Underneath my work clothes (casual blouse and skirt), I had put on a pretty black lace bra, and no panties. I had read all of Nancy Friday's books about women's sexual fantasies, had imagined a few of my own, and was really randy, wet, and ready to act them out.It was a mild, overcast autumn day - my favorite weather. I heard the honk, looked out of my bedroom window, grabbed my purse, and went downstairs and out the door. I saw the driver was an older black. Ellen moaned every now and then. After a few minutes, I went on my knees. I pulled off her panties to reveal her virgin pussy. It was a little hairy, and Im usually not that much into hairy pussies, but this time, I didnt care at all that her blonde pubic hair was in the way. I first started massaging her labia as Ellens moans grew louder. Then, I went inside of the labia with my finger and massaged her clit. I leaned over with my head and gave her pussy a lick. It tasted nice. I licked my way. In my fantasy we kissed, petted and ended up giving each other great oral sex, all the while managing not to fall out of the hammock. From my first experience in the art of proper hammock cuddling, I discovered that not falling out was harder than it first appeared. Just lying in it alone felt a little unstable and I worried about tumbling out and hitting my head. As the evening wore on and Beth Ann tired of lying across the hot tub top, she joined me and ended up lying almost completely on top.