He curled up and waited for the rain of strikes to begin again. He felt light hands rest on his arm and relaxed slightly, instinct overruling caution....He opened his eyes and tilted his head slightly, refusing to relinquish his protective shell. A woman kneeled next to him eyes wide with concern. He couldn’t make out anything about her through the haze of pain and tears covering his sight. He began to unfold only to curl up once more, an immediate reaction to the pain lancing throughout his. Throwing her bra on the passenger seat, I then climbed finback, she started kissing me roughly and whispered "you didn't let me take off my panties". I thrust my hands up her skirt and grabbed the sides of her panties pulling them quickly off, I then started kissing away from her lips, and down to her breasts, I sucked on them very briefly knowing something else was awaiting me, she had great breasts, C cups at least, most teens you know have firm hard breasts her's actually being quite large. Until his finger came back, smoothing the lubricant around my hole and in. In the finger went again, finding the passage more accommodating this time. Soon, he coaxed a second finger in. I adjusted myself to prop my backside out even further, bending my knees toward my chest and groaning again. I’d had his one finger in there before, and we’d used a slender, smooth vibrator there before, but two of his thick, almost rough fingers was a new delight. He pumped them in and out, bringing more lube. Each timethough it proved electric from my point of view. There wasa look of nervous wonder in her face and this justheightened my excitement. There were so many scenes it is impossible to tell themall. As Simone had said on our first meeting the Pussy Catsreally did just go for it whenever and wherever. They wouldtumble in the front door after work, giggling, fall to thehall floor and make love passionately, semi clothed, get upafterwards and carry on as if nothing had happened. Onetime I was.