She had already enjoyed multiple orgasms, but nothing like what I was preparing for her at the end.Her body was my instrument, and this was the best m...sic I was going to be able to coax from it. The crescendo was with me, on top of her, transporting her charged emotions past all of the barriers she had erected to prevent herself from going into a sensory overload. She resisted at the end, fearing giving herself over to the excesses of sensation I was producing in her body.Even her resistence. Natural history and geology were the early forerunners, but her mother had already thrown out one meticulously gathered rock collection in confusion and anger. That Christmas, everyone was urged to give her Barbie stuff, and all did except for Aunt Kristen -- who gave her a world atlas in secret. It currently provided a firm backing under her mattress, as Jenny took it out almost nightly. She could name and find (and spell!) every country in the world and no one in her family gave a damn.But. ”“Yes Ma’am, Ms. Carol. Hang on to your dress tail, I’m about to rape your pussy with my tongue, and your asshole with my finger.”“YESSSSsssssss, do my asshole - suck my pussy - and you can have my entire body, any time - any-fucking-where.”I was through talking, and put my mouth over her pussy as she bent nearly double on top of me. Her feet were spread wide, in the floor next to mine, her head was almost below the dash - and the gear shift was between her titties. I sucked her pussy and drank. She was still drunk and but had sobered up in the woods, and my guess is that she was not alone. “It is really late you guys can just stay here and sleep over. If you guys need to shower I will show you the bathrooms.” I said. “Thanks a lot, I really need to shower. Ummmm I feel weird asking this but can you do my laundry too my clothes got dirty I uhhh fell in the woods.” Susie stated. I could tell she was staring at my erection and she stuttered a little when she saw how big it was. “I could.