"Oh fuck, that feels good!" she then groaned.For a good few minutes I continued to pump her full of my hard cock, shuttling back and forth in her swee... little wet pussy, as she bent over the desk in front of her urging for more.Then after a bit she wanted to try a different position, and so rolling over onto her back, so she was facing up at me, she then lifted her trim fit little legs up, and held them right over head, so she was practically folded in two, before she grinned at me and said. There on the right was Dwayne’s Auto Repair and Mitch pulled in there, shut the engine off, and gave a sigh of relief. ‘Damn, we are so lucky, Layla.’ He went inside and was met by Dwayne himself. After describing the problem, they went out and as Layla sat in the car the men looked under the hood. ‘I was sure I’d find a missing belt andI did, but you have a bigger problem than that. Your air conditioner compressor is on its last legs, and that’s what broke your belt.’ ‘Is it something you can. We had no plan. I could see the entrance to the graveyard over Emme’s pretty head but, other than admiring her blood red pout, I couldn’t see anything which should indicate a need to move.Waiting five minutes, our thighs maintained their light friction and I felt my pussy tingle. I was getting aroused! And the arousal had awakened my bladder. “For fuck’s sake, I need to pee Emme.” Several beers in the last few hours had made this the kind of urge that wouldn’t wait. Emme shook her head and. I got in my car and went to pick Nick up. On our way back home we chatted, finding out things with his gf were much better now. I told him she's a lucky girl. Asked about his marks which he was doing very well at, and continued to chat as we headed home. Just before turning into our street he placed his hand on my leg by my knee. I was still horny, and decided to move it to my groin. He started rubbing up and down my pussy above my pants, as I turned to pull into the garage. Parking, switching.