She still sat on his lap, her arm around him."Do you want to go do something?" he asked."No, I like it here," she said, wiggling against him. "Let's k...ss some more." This is going a little faster than I planned," he said, looking into her eyes."I don't care," she said. "I'm having the most fun of my life. Even the guys looking at me wasn't so bad." This fun can turn very serious," said Bob, stroking her buttock."I don't care about that either," she said, her own voice serious. "I like what's. She felt the woman's hands over her breasts, squeezing. "Oh, Stacy....you've been making eyes at me in the office for weeks..." the woman moaned, squeezing a little harder. "Dirty cunt, you know I'm married," she muttered, her hands pulling down Darcy's bloomers and fishnets, cupping her pussy. "What's that? You're not wearing any panties?" the woman said, and suddenly Darcy felt herself being moved around, and a mouth on her inner thighs. "I want a taste," the woman growled, and began going. But her nipples standing out hard and long, her clutching quivering thigh muscles, and pelvic thrusts at my fingers made up for her vocal quietness. And contributed to my pleasure too; my cock was rock hard. As Ann returned to the present she asked me to go deeper. I now began to bunch my fingers together, slowly sliding them into her willing relaxed cunt. It seemed to take only a few minutes before I had full penetration; her labia stretched open around my fingers, her cunt easily. I could feel those big boobs and now even her thighs brushing against mine. As she wrapped her soft hands around my waist for support, I thought I will burst right then and there in my pants. With great difficulty I could control myself and later, the bike. The 45 minute ride back home was the best in my life. Every time I would curse that my home was so far from the airport but today the way she was clinging to me in all that traffic and those sudden brakes that I applied intentionally,I.