"well I just, it turned me on so much mike, and well I just can't get over how horny I am" she kept going "and I've never masturbated so I just, I don...t know what to do. Can you, I mean would you..." she trailed off kind of shrugging back onto the covers. God she had screwed up. He really wasn't into her that way. She felt her face turn red from embarassment she shrugged to try to cover herself. She felt sick but she still felt a little horny. But before she could say anything, mark was on her. I might have to stand for a very long time, if Molly's information was correct. Maybe I ought to do something about seating arrangements.An ordinary chair wouldn't do. Too much leaning over to fix my gaze on the little corner of the neighbor's yard. I needed a tall chair. A bar chair! With padding, and maybe a swivel, and with a little back support!It wasn't even noon yet! There was definitely still time! I headed for the nearest furniture outlet store.I don't know how Molly got herself and. We lay on his car for hours just caressing each other and making out passionately. He lifted my shirt off and unstrapped my lacy black bra, and lowered his head to bring his mouth to my breasts. He bit down on my nipples slightly and i arched my back with pleasure. He asked me if I wanted him to stop, and of course I said NO. I was no virgin, and loved sex, so I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. He slid off the hood of the car and took his shirt off. Mikey was italian, and had. " I was still kneeling before him with my pants down aroundmy knees and John reached down and stuck a couple of his fingers into my pussy and started rubbing my clit. Thenhe started pinching it and working his fingers in and out and in no time I was panting and he had me fucking waywet again. Then he switched hands and held the hand with my pussy juice on it up to my mouth. I eagerly begansucking his fingers and moaning at the excitement that was building in my shaved pussy. John pulled his.