. ...and someone pulls up... BMW... opens his window... "Hey James, looks like you need a ride home..." (James?) I think... he must know me... I must ...now him... I just want to get home... ...I get in... ...I'm tired. I must have had more to drink, or ate something... I don't know. But I'm falling in and out of sleep in the passenger seat... ...then I remember waking up, being helped up some wooden stairs into a house... wait, this isn't my bed... ...he's taking my clothes off... what the fuck. He didn’t notice anything around them, he didn’t even care, all he could think of was how tight and wet her slit was, to him it felt like second skin. "Damn man, this is better than porn", she heard one of the boys say to his friend. The thought of herself as a porn star turned her on even more than before and he felt her incredibly tight pussy clench and then release more juices that flowed down his balls and thighs. She loved what he was doing to her and she realized she also loved being. She pushed him on his back and rode him while his hands gripped her hips, and she fondled her breasts while he watched hungrily. His hands were everywhere. He caressed her breasts, trailed down her stomach and hips, stroked her legs, and grabbed her ass. She screamed his name when she came again, and he moaned hers as his thrusts sped up quickly. He slammed hard into her and finally reached his climax and exploded his seed deep inside of her. Their skin felt like it would melt together as. She had make up on and said “ I wondered when you were going to take a break”. She had deep red lipstick on, nylons and heels. She never dressed like that to do lawn work, normally she, normally wore either shorts or a “work” dress. I asked if she was going out, and she said “No, I felt like dressing up today”. I commented that she looked great and that she should go out, that she would “knock them dead”. She blushed and we chit chatted about life and just normal nonsense. I told her that I had.