“I guess you are a little slut, aren’t you?” She started to shake her head, a pretend look of hurt in her eyes. His cock was still rock hard, a...d he could see the slickness of Carrie’s spit on it. The guys were touching her ass and pussy, and she was just watching him—wanting him to do something. He knew what he wanted to do. “You’re gonna act like a whore,” he said, stepping round behind her, “well, I’m gonna treat you like one.” He shooed away the guys, and Damo said, “Yeah, give it to. Comfortable with him. She relaxed and was enjoying herself. But it was getting late and she had to go. Kent walked her to her car."Molly, I really enjoyed myself. I would like to see you again. Not just on the track." I had a great time, but I...." But, you don't trust me." Yeah, that to." Molly wanted to get to know him as well. It felt as if her body was betraying her. And it felt good."Well I guess we will just have to work on that." he pulled her close and kissed her. Molly had shivers run. This caused the PJ top to pull up at the hem, and her entire thigh and pube region was exposed. I maintained my composure, so as not to alarm her. She finally laid back flat & face up. She extended her legs outward, then drew up her knees. With thighs spread, she was putting on quite a show. I watched her hands begin to caress her thighs, then worked their way up to her cunt. She actually began to jill herself in my presence!" She sighed, and then reminded me "You said I didn't have to ask. I was actually trying to get up the courage to ask you when she asked me. And shopping with her was a blast. I can’t wait to see what you guys think of our costumes.”I was nibbling on her ear lobe as she said that, so I pulled back and told her I was also looking forward to it. We kissed for a bit longer until the pesky alarm on my watch went off and it was time to take her home.I got up early the next morning, and asked my dad if I could wear one of his coveralls. He shrugged and said it was.