‘Rubbish, your beautiful and really nice, they would be stupid not to like you.’ The reassurance causing Bethany to look up from the floor from wh...ch she was currently looking at. Their eyes locking, causing nerves and tension to fill the atmosphere. ‘That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.’ She replied, a depressed laugh forced out at the end. Johnny got up, making his way over to the settee where she sat. The view from the door gave a perfect view of the settee where Johnny was. He had a soft blond moustache and blue eyes. He went to get them two more bottles after some simple small talk. His buns were tight in the jeans and she guessed that he could be quite well-endowed although that was speculation. The dance music in the bar finally got them away from the table. They skipped the latest by Prince and went up for a slow song. She smiled warmly at him and noticed another heat beginning inside her panties. He held her close and firm, and she could feel his cock. As soon as Denise was out of sight he felt Anne’s hand on his thigh, heightening his own response. It was difficult to drive with her hand there and a burgeoning erection, plus whenever he had to change gear Anne had to take her hand away again, but by the time they arrived at Anne’s house he was ready to burst. Anne was aroused too. She felt her lower lips sliding across one another as she squirmed in her seat, her hand sliding up and down Stan’s thigh as he drove whenever she could lay it. "Just let yourself go Tom, I want to feel you spurt your seed into me. Don't worry I won't get pregnant, I'm past that time of life, so fill me as much as you want." She had difficulty saying this for she was thrashing her body on to me and her head was rolling all over the place, with her mouth open. I loved her long curly hair which hid her face from time to time.When I did spurt my load into her it even felt better than it usually did, spending into a warm woman's body was even more.