She was happy that I was still contemplating joining her. I must say I found everything about her pleased me. Except of course that she was only hal... a woman. I think I could happily spend enormous amounts of time in her company.So, after the week was up I called her and said I would like to join her. She said "I am extremely happy to hear that John. But you have to come to my proper house" and gave the address which was a little closer to me by about a mile than the place I went to before. She quickly glanced at the long empty road ahead, noticing that there were no other vehicles on the road and then unclasped the buckle and let her bra drop off to the side.I could not help but turn to the side to ogle her. The idea that she was daring and exposing herself like this was such a turn on. It felt so strange having her topless in my car on a public road. She had never been topless in public before, not even on beaches where all the women did that.Susan said, “It feels so strange. Hey, this could work! He eyed the front dubiously, tryingto imagine how it would look on him. It looked par for the course, asimple gray top made of thin and elastic fabric. It felt soft and smelledgirly. Smelled wonderful in fact, he thought, sniffing it. He suddenlyfelt like some perverted peeping tom for some reason, going throughgirls's clothes.He definitely wasn't used to being a girl yet.He threw the new clothes on top of the things in the bags and carriedthem downstairs. The house had. I cannot help but scream, and try to pull away. I am thankful for the cum and drool on his cock as lube, and the fingering to warm me up, but it is still very painful. “Halfway there,” he shouts! He pulls out quickly, and I follow him automatically. But I quickly realize he is pushing himself back in again. This time he enters me fully, and I feel him slap against me. I am having trouble breathing, and hear him say “You are so tight, slut - and doing so well. Thank me for fucking you. Tell me.