She moved closer to me, and I fumbled at her zipper, taking her jeans down to midthigh. She was wearing a pair of white cotton panties. Nothing could ...ave been sexier at the time. I pulled them down, revealing that she was (of course) very wet. Her mound was recently shaved, but was starting to grow in a little. For some reason, this small, intimate detail of her life made me feel so much closer to her. I could picture her shaving on weekends, when she had time and felt sexy, and then going. Even the large diesel had struggled with the three people, a full boot and heavily loaded extra large Ultima Thule roof box.We will rejoin Stephen, Fran and Josette as they near home in the mountains after a tedious two days on the road. The only relief from the very squashed interior of the car was one night, en route, in a Campanile Hotel at Senlis.Josette became more animated as the car left the autoroute at Carcassonne and headed south on more minor roads. She was sitting in the front with. But then something else began to happen. Charlotte's writhing and moaning and her pussy walls clamping down on his cock brought him to the brink of his own orgasm. He pumped into her a couple more times then pulled her down onto the floor while he sat on the seat."Now I'm going to cum - I don't want you to spill a drop - understand? This poor driver has enough to clean up with your mess!" he said.She nodded and took him into her mouth, sucking and jacking him until she felt the first hot jets. Yet it was at risk of becoming a platonic friendship and somehow I needed to move towards the direction I wanted it to go. The next time we met for lunch, she was on her lunch break from university, accompanied by a different friend. When she sat down opposite me, in her university uniform, I found it impossible not to show my insatiable hunger for her teenage body. I drank in the sight through snatched stares. Her long, black hair flowing silkily over the crispness of her white shirt. The.