The look on Teresa's face told the rest of the stow. Her eyes were pinched closed and her mouth was twisted with agony. Her fingers were tangled in th... brown curls of the man who had his mouth pressed against her cunt. Another car passed and the details were illuminated again for Janey to see. And she did want to see! Something inside her demanded that she see everything. Even when the stranger's tongue pointed wickedly and danced against Terry's small, pink clit. Her sister's slender fret. Then Sat's hands were on the back of my head and he started yanking himself into me as he thrust his hip forward. I knew then that I was going to die. I was going to be sufficated, I couldn't breath. At the last moment Sat jerked himself out of me and left me gasping for air; but just for a moment, and then he was back in me. This repeated itself until I started to become confident that Sat wouldn't let me die. I started to trust him. I started to give myself to him. O God, it felt so good to. "Did Kristen ever tell you what I did to her?"Patrice nodded. "She just said you humiliated her, but nothing specific about what you actually did." OK. I did humiliate her, and I did so in front of Patty, Wendy, and Camille," I admitted. "I was angry at Kristen, because I blamed her for turning you against me. Did you know that?"Patrice looked shocked. "No! I had no idea..."I continued, interrupting Patrice. "And, I wasn't just mad at her. I was also mad at you. I did sort of the same thing to. I have been wet since Scott touched my lower back in the store. It is finally time to let those juices flow. And they do, around the cock of my husband.My knees are bent and my legs are spread while laying on my back. I am going between ecstasy and giggles because of being high so I put a pillow over my face. It helps stop the giggles and gives me the perfect chance to picture Scott doing all the current things I am experiencing.Slow and easy to start. His cock goes as far as I will let it go.