Every time she shifted gears her dress rode higherand my cock got harder I was just stareing at her and rubbing myself though my trousers. We pulled t...e car in the garage and d**g me out to the front of the car she took my hands and put them on her tits and said " you want to taste mommys tittys. It kinda sounded funny, but she knew what my answer would be I pulled the straps of her dress over her shoulders and freed her lovely tits and began caressing them and kissing them. Meanwhile she freed. Then she ordered a drink for herself and her voice made me melt some more. Slightly husky and, yes, very sexy. We talked. Well I mostly stuttered and considered whether putting my hand into my panties and masturbating would be a polite thing to do while she held me with her eyes. When I tuned back in I realized that what she was suggesting was that she could make my dream a reality, or at least something close to it. She was telling me about a ranch that her parents had given her when she. What was happening? Who was this?It was Mrs. Quinn, my downstairs neighbor. She was stroking my shrunken organ, but it was not going to grow for her. I think she knew that and whispered in my ear, "Here touch me right there." With that, her free hand exposed one exquisite round, white mound of female flesh topped with a glorious erect nipple sitting in the middle of a quarter-sized circle of brown. It was exactly what was needed to restore my hardness.She was still stroking my organ as she put. ”Dolly panted in agreement. She was exhausted, and it felt so good!After the girls showered, they came back together in the living room. Dolly wasn’t sure what to say at that point. Did having sex make them girlfriends? Or was this just for fun?Sophie sensed something was up with Dolly, “Hey, are you okay? I hope that wasn’t too intense for you.”Dolly smiled, “Oh, no! I loved every minute of it!”“Good!” Sophie acknowledged.“Maybe next time we can enjoy something more sensual?” Dolly asked,.