I also had been asked to give her a ride to the Wendy's, when she had her car with her and it would have been easier (and better) for her to drive, es...ecially if this was meant to be a platonic goodbye. I couldn't help but smile inside; I decided to take a stern approach for her benefit."No, you wouldn't. I think we need to be going now; you need to get home."She looked somewhat surprised at my suddenly abrupt manner, but she meekly followed me to my car outside and got in. We started back to. I started to fantasize what this guy would do to me. I pulled out my 6-inch cock and started rubbing it. It wasn't very long before I'd cum all over a tissue. I was ready to close the ad, already starting to feel guilt for what I had done. As I went to click it closed, I started to think about why I couldn't do what I wanted. This guy was from out of town. He'd never recognize me, and I could slip right back into my normal life afterward as if nothing happened. I clicked the reply button and. " And just then, the killing tremors began. The three luckless fays shook evenmore violently than before. They drew their legs back, or kicked out hard,or twisted them this way and that; but nothing brought any respite. Throughoutthis ordeal, a terrible pressure was building up in their pussies. At longlast, relief came: orgasm after painful orgasm; and they groaned in despairingecstasy with each. "Wow, I want a taste of that!" said Billy Bob; so he held Cynthia's legsdown and put his lips and. I scrolled to the next picture, which had her sitting in a chair, again bare-breasted, and wearing a frilly pair of pink panties. The next shot was just her panties with her legs parted enough to see a faint silhouette of what lay beneath. The one that followed made me groan, because it was a nearly identical shot, but she had her hand in her panties.Next was a shot taken in a mirror, showing her from almost the knees up, arching her back and cocking her hip out to the side. I knew they had to.