Fortunately, Terry was mesmerised with the action of her stroking hisleg, like a dog having its belly stroked, and Debbie and Tracy weretalking about ...hat they had to move, and how they were going to goabout it. Marilyn thought that if she leapt to her feet and made a dashto the ladies room it would only draw attention to her fast growingsticky white dilemma. Coupled with this, the sight of the cum on herlatex clad leg was turning her on, and her cock was growing hard in thesheath of her latex. “Daddy, what did you do to me?”She looked down and saw a wet spot on the front of her jean shorts. Her pussy was leaking. Embarrassed, she realized fluid was running down her thighs too.“You dirty whore, your body is actually excited.”“No Daddy! It’s not my fault! It’s whatever you put in . . aaaggghh!” She fell to the ground as Tom’s hand hit the side of her face.“Don’t make excuses slut,” he said coldly. She got back to her feet, tears running down her face as juices ran down her thighs. She. He was tall ... she was sure of it, even though he was sitting down and the car was dark ... somehow she was sure. The flowing silk shirt and black denim jeans he wore did little to conceal his powerful, muscular frame, but rather seemed to enhance it. His facial features, however, were almost entirely hidden by shadows, even in the relatively bright glow of the car's instrument panel."Who is this man," Kylie thought to herself as she slowly turned to look back out the window again. For the. “god i’ve wanted to fuck you since i first set eyes on you” i heavily breathed. “you can’t imagine how often i’ve wanted to feel these gorgeous tits of yours, they’re fantastic,” i said. Before she could think of anything to say i was kissing her again my knees pushing her thighs further apart. She started to come to her senses, what if her friend came down or heard us she thought, we cant do this. But it was too late as my cock starting to enter her. She gasped as i supported himself on my.