After some time, my cock softened and fell from her, and she pushed me off to the side. ‘Holy fuck, that was incredible! Your tongue is even better ...han a girl’s is, and your cock is just simply fucking amazing! Let’s do it again, OK?’ Clarita gushed. ‘Give me a couple minutes to recharge and I’ll be right as rain.’ I squeezed her tits. A knock at the door. Lyn’s worried voice: ‘Are you alright Clarita? Is everything OK?’ ‘Lyn baby, you got the best fucking brother in the world! Everything’s. I started to slide my hand down under my clothes and into my thong and started playing with my clit.My mind started racing as I dreamt of racing down country lanes on the pillion of the bike, holding onto him as tight as I could, with the engine screaming as we leaned one way then the other, the bike snacking its way round the bends.Still touching my clit with one hand I found my other tugging on my nipples as I moved the story on in my mind.We had pulled over now into a layby. I took off my. " And that's the difference between creepy and not creepy?" he asked."Yes, for me it is." Di lifted her cheek from his chest to look up in his face. "I want more than this. I don't know how much more because I've never done anything." Her face softened to plead, "Would you please kiss me?"Jason saw the raw need in her face and fought being pulled in. When he didn't move, she reached her hand behind his neck to pull herself up. His lips lowered to meet hers before they touched, making it mutual. To make some small talk the taxi driverasked "Where are you ladies off to?" Becky immediately rebuked him with"Oh, we're not. At least not both of us. I'm a lady but little Stephiehere is all man, aren't you sweetie?"I could only nod in stunned silence at this comment. The rest of thejourney was horrible. We travelled in complete silence and I couldn'thelp noticing that the taxi-driver glanced in his rear view mirror everyfew seconds to catch a glimpse of the prime specimen of masculinity.