His mouth burned into her all the harder, probing nubbins of tenderness she didn't know she had, until finally even the small opening into her vagina ...illed with the thickness of his tongue. A sharp needle of pain made her cry out and Hanson pulled out of her insides to go on licking her clit once more.Billie sighed with relief. She could smell the musky aroma from her cunt wafting thickly through the truck cab. Her hands kept trying to push Hanson's head away and then touching... holding it. Our conversation ended as two girls on guys shoulders were trying to rip each other's tops off or knock the other in the water. Everyone was yelling and the guys were encouraging the girls to "take her top off" the girls were all yelling "knock her off" Both got their wish as Jennifer grabbed Shelly's top and pulled. Everyone cheered as Shelly dove into the water topless giving everyone a quick glimpse of her boobs before covering up.A short time later I had to pee so I climbed out and not. At first, he jumped as if I had applied an electric shock. Soon his hips started to rock on top of my probing fingers, but then suddenly stopped. ‘I won’t last a minute if you keep doing that! Here, let me…’ He pushed me back again, lifting the hem of my dress. He rubbed the lacy top of a thigh-high stocking and slid his fingers underneath. As he pushed my skirt to my waist, he stood there for a moment, enjoying the view of my panties darkened by my abundant dampness. I threw my head back.. Once the parade passed, we made our way downtown to a bar in the French Quarter that we frequented. We chatted over a few drinks and then I suggested we check out Bourbon. To my relief, she said, 'Okay' with a big mischevious grin. We walked through the streets of the French Quarter, both feeling buzzed and a little turned on. Before we even got there, while walking down a dark, quiet street, she was asked to flash her tits by a group on a balcony. She did, and I smiled as I caught the beads.