He quietly watched her agitated movements but left off any more questioning. She did have a lot to think about right now and Tracey could leave any qu...stions until the morning. Very peacefully he helped her gather her stuff together then stacked and rinsed all the dishes before popping them in the dishwasher.Tracey Manning was then the last one to exit the back door as Vanessa got into her own car and the rest of them got into Tracey’s car. Vanessa needed to go separately so she could meet up. " True, but I wanted to." If every person who wanted to commit a crime was in jail, there wouldn't be anyone left on the outside." You needed to talk and I like listening," she said next. "That's why we're here tonight, right?"I snorted."I need more friends in D.C.," I said. "It was either you or a shrink and they don't keep evening hours. Besides, you're better looking." I'm also not bound by the same rules that they are, either." Rules?" I asked.She leered in reply. "Let's just say I can't. Grinning at her I pressed my thumbs into her stomach as I held her against the mattress. Her pussy lips were plump and soft looking, with no stretch lines or sagginess, with very little fuzzy hair. I placed a thumb on each side causing her to cry out " OUCH! AAAAHHHH! " at the contact and then roughly pulled her lips apart. Peering in I looked closely, and there it was; her intact hymen, stretched nicely across her little opening. It won’t be there for long. I spit in my hand and slap it. Not many frequent parks on weekdays when it’s over 100 degrees outside. I parked at the far end by a couple of large shade trees and left the motor running and the air conditioning on. I slipped over to the passenger side of the truck and Ginger was so anxious that she barely gave me a chance to get my shorts down before trying to sit on me. She was super wet and I slid right in. Just the initial entry was enough to push her over the edge of her first orgasm. I didn’t start pumping her.