I was full, two dildos working into me in time together. Hands on my shoulders and at my face held me there, my dress up, my breasts still covered by ...he silk of it but hard against Ivanova’s naked body. I was close to orgasm. I had never felt such arousal. Such abandon. I saw, out of the corner of my eye, Mira leaning against the wall beside Ivanova and realised in my aroused state that it was Elena who was thrusting into me from behind. Mira reached out and touched my face and it was that. At that time, I hadn't done much petting. I'd kissed but little fondling."I decided it was time. I knew it was going to happen but he didn't know. I got dressed up for it, put on my hippy-dippy get-up, veloured myself out. I suggested that we stop by a friend's place, and I dragged him into another room and that was it."I was proud of myself. I was so in love and romantic. I felt wonderful. I talked to him on the phone the next day, and said how he was my boyfriend and asked him if he'd ever. ......"Now moving his hand dangerously close to her vagina he whispered, "Phyllis, are you getting wet, I could swear that I can smell your arousal!?!" This couldn't be happening to her. A sharp career woman just sitting there and letting a total stranger feel her out. To top that off ask her the most intimate of questions, but for some reason she couldn't resist him, and in a small voice she offered, "Y-yes, I'm very wet, I can't seem to help it!!!"With only inches to go, and sweat breaking. “Do you always drive like that?” he said moving closer to the car. “Every chance I get,” still rubbing my pussy so he can see. I dip my fingers in and get them wet with my juices and bring them to my mouth and lick them off. “Get out of the car please.” The officer says with a frown and opens my door. I frown as well and drop my leg from the dash to climb out. He grabs my arm to help me and halls me to the front of the car and forces me to lean over the hood. My skirt has fallen down where.