! ;-)She says "please, plase, don't make me walk outta here naked! I am very shy!"At the same time I see she is totally wet, soaked on her thighs. Her...nipples are hard as rock. She elevates her hips signing me to take her paintes off...Oh yeah baby, I'm not gonna just cum inside you.... I'm gonna do much more! I say with a devilish grin, as I pinch her rock-hard nipples with one hand.... the other hand tugging at her thongs....She struggles a bit.... wriggling her ass.... whimpering.... sumi. She seemed fascinated with my flat chest and neck at first, lingering in the places that made me tingle. When she moved down my tummy and slowed down across my pubic mound I didn't mind. It made me feel floaty. "That's nice," I remember whispering to her. She ran her hands in between my legs, which I happily opened for her. Down one thigh, across my panties, then up the other, then back. The more she did it, the more I wanted to her to stop on my panties and massage me there. I felt like maybe. I intended to make the most of it and enjoy an afternoon of busting a few out over my favourite porn. When I got home, the key was in the front door and my boyfriend’s car was in the drive (very strange, because he works 25 miles away). I let myself in the rear entrance instead, only to be greated by moans and racket coming from upstairs. I could see clothes strewn all the over staircase, alarm bells instantly rang because they were women’s clothing and my boyfriend came out as being gay 10. They seemed to like me but I guess buying drinks for people does that. This place would be fine for Saturday night. I left the bar and drove back out to the black spot outside of town; I found a safe spot to hide my dirt bike, helmet and change of clothes. I then drove back to the motel and went to sleep.I awoke early Saturday and felt confident that all was in place and the plan was as good as it could be. I had breakfast again at the diner and chatted with the locals. I left the waitress a.