As she did, her touch through the jeans landed on the piercing stud she had in her clitoral hood. The stud worked her clit like a hammer on an anvil. ...rdinarily on a day less oppressive, the tight shorts alone would drive her to distraction, but the hand on her crotch and the tickling of the ice more than made up for the weather. Ashley started to moan. She unsnapped and unzipped her shorts and dove her hand inside her panties. At the same time, she moved the ice under her tank top and rested. A couple quick rights and we were speeding up a long dark street towards the foothills. When the street came to a “T” at the top of the hill a minute later, he made a quick left, then flipped a U-turn and brought the car to rest on the side of the road under a tall oak. He turned off the engine, leaving the battery and the music on, then turned his attention to me. Without words, he turned his body to me, leaned over the console in the middle of the car and wasted no time. His mouth was on. By this time we were all a little drunk and very high from the ecstasy. I located Carla's buttplug in her purse and told her to get up on her hands and knees on the bed. I wanted to make this as sexually arousing to her as I could. Carla obeyed my command. I greased up Janine's finger and told her to put it up Carla's ass. Janine slowly ran her finger up Carla's asshole and began to work it around, loosening it up, while I lubricated the butt plug which I handed to Janine. Janine knew exactly. I knew you would."I was still a little dazed by the whole situation and wasn't close to cumming yet, but it was only a few more minutes before Mr. Walters grunted deeply, presumably unloading his jism inside her, and then pulled out. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off of me as well. "Come get me hard again," he ordered."Yes, sir," she said cheerfully, and knelt down to take a mouthful of his flaccid penis.I must have gotten a look on my face, because he said, "What's the matter, kid,.