The car was sweltering, Jacksonville, Florida was experiencing record heat that day. 112 degrees in the shade, about 180 to 200 inside that car. Isaac...wiped the sweat off of his clean-shaven head with his handkerchief and then cleaned his sunglasses with it. La Huerta checked the GPS. ‘What’s his location now?’ Isaac asked. ‘He’s in the basement of an old abandoned Catholic school near the I-10/I-95 interchange,’ La Huerta replied. ‘Good, he’s nesting. That gives us plenty of time to get rid. As we got out from the school gate even the guards were ogling at her. The kind of clothes she was wearing, anyone would’ve cum in his pants.Anyhow, we got into the car and as she was getting in, the dress rose up showing her entire leg. It looked like a piece of meat ready to be hogged on. In the car I did not touch her pussy as I knew she would be longing for my touch but I wanted to tease her a little. She was desperate for my touch.Throughout the journey i just carressed her naked leg and. "That was hot, baby," Selena said with a sexy little smirk."Very," Demi agreed. She then held her hand out to me. "Come on, baby. We're not done yet tonight."I took her hand, my own trembling as the two vixens lead me from the elevator down the hall to their apartment. As Selena opened the door, her sexy lover peeled my top off of me, right there in the hall. There was no one around and I'm used to being naked in public, but this... this was exciting. I kissed Demi's soft lips, my tongue. Overpowering eyes. Gangly, coltish, flat chested, and hipless. Long, straight brown hair. Lips of brown from a Fudgcicle she sucked innocently. ‘I’m Carla. You’re Bill, Bessie’s grandson who lives here now. You’re twenty-six and working on your Master’s in English at the University. You’re a writer, too, but you’ve never published anything. You’re single and you don’t have a girlfriend. See. I know all about you. Can I come in?’ She bounced by me to spend the first of countless delightful.