"Gary, this is Christine," she continued. I looked at Christine. Her eyes were wide and a little glazed, her breath was coming a little irregularly an... her nipples were extended and thick. She had taken her glasses off."Hello Christine," I said, putting a hand on her back and bringing her closer to us. She pressed against me, rubbing a breast slightly, causing a small sigh to escape her lips. Maureen pulled her close on her side as well, letting go of me to do it and Christine sighed again as. Chris said, "What? Me? No, you're supposed to do that." David shook his head. Chris looked at the clock and then back at the door. "Oh Jeez, we have to hurry up. OK, OK."Chris got up out of his chair. His skirt had ridden up and he took a moment to smooth it down. He also pulled up his socks. "Here, give me that." He took the bottle of lube out of David's hand. He glanced quickly at the closed door and took a deep breath. He squirted a too-large glob onto just under David's navel and said, "Oh,. I was behind the service counter when she came in and instantly everything that I mentioned above happened. My eyes followed her everywhere as she walked through the show room. She was wearing tight jeans, tennis shoes, a tank top and her hair was done up in a thick black braid and everything about her just screamed out, "Fuck me. Please, somebody fuck me." She browsed the parts racks, looked into the two-horse bumper-pull on display on the show room floor and then left. I hated to see her. I gasped at my cool finger on my raging hot clit, and began to massage it gently, watching Sarah as she similarly began to rub herself. Soon we were both rubbing a little harder, or at least I was! I knew how to make myself cum, but wanted this to last longer. What really did it though was seeing my gorgeous friend push her middle finger deep inside her pussyhole, and I could see the light glisten off it it was that wet.I couldn't help but let out a smile moan, a little yelp as my long finger.