The one that looks so cute and innocent but has a dirty, kinky mind beneath that sweet exterior. I could barely believe that I could pass for that gir..., but the evidence was right in front of me. I was Cassie. I was the cute fantasy girl!Well, the very thought of that was getting me pretty hard, as was the feel of the lace thong around my cock, not to mention the short skirt. I began to rub my dick through the material of the skirt and my panties. I was concentrating intensely on the. Jill unfastened my belt and opened my pants to reveal my dick, oozing precum. She shifted up in her seat, allowing me to work her skirt up, exposing her bare bottom, and naked pussy, as she wasn't wearing her panties that evening. Our breathing became more labored as I fingered into her wet pussy, feeling the hardened clit, as Jill continued fondling my dick, precum oozing down its head onto her fingers.Jill shifted several times on her hip, working her skirt off her bare butt, exposing more of. Steve, like Captain Quinton, dislikes engines, and is determined to manage without.So, having got out of bed at six-thirty, and spent an hour for a customer, moving furniture and covering it with dust-sheets in preparation for a contractor to do some damp-proofing work, I had an early lunch, threw some stuff in the back of the car and set off. I was to be collected from Maldon by a friend of Steve's, who would be helping us, at about nine-thirty.There was no great rush, but for some reason I. She climbed up the bed to snuggle into his shoulder, looking like the cat that ate the canary. Tony cuddled her close, wonder in his eyes. He leaned in and kissed her gently, tasting his salty tang on her lips."Guess you enjoyed my wake up call." Merriment danced in her eyes, warring with the dark desire still present, as she pulled away from her husband and got out of bed. "Be out for breakfast in ten," she tossed over her shoulder as she pulled on her robe and sauntered out of the bedroom,.