Expecting that it was over I was shocked to find her arousal level quickly escalating again and her focus like a laser on my dick. She almost had her ...hole hand in herself and was filling with an emotion that I was not expecting – jealousy. She was on fire and she was thinking how she should be the one getting fucked like that. I was amazed. As much as she acted like she hated me I would never have expected this. Then, there was the wave again more powerful this time. She dropped to her knees. She had to leave the furniture they had bought together. My car wasn’t big enough, and neither was Mom’s place. She resigned herself to that and stuffed my car to bursting point with everything else she could take.We hit the road at five in the afternoon, giving us about an hour to put some distance between us and the seedless prick before he got home and discovered his life had fallen apart. She didn’t even leave him a note. It was pointless, she said. It would be obvious she had left him.It. It felt like all the worries in the world were being drawn away. Our tongues twirled around each other. Our lips still locked together, tenderly kissing.I became all to aware that my cock was now rock hard and pressed against her crotch. A soft moan escaped Cari’s lips as she rubbed against me. My thin pants the only thing separating our bodies. Her night dress hung loosely on her slender figure and flowed down across her thighs. Our kiss became more heated as Cari rubbed herself harder against. .. us ... to burn up at room temperature." Whoa," Lucia said. "That's heavy shit." No shit," Bart said."No wonder everyone changed their tune," Lucia said. "Are we introuble?" What do you mean?" Bart asked."Could this dis-agra-something actually happen?" she asked."I don't know," Bart said. "Hopefully, what we're doing now willprevent that from ever happening." I'm down with that," Lucia said, rising. "Not burning up is at the topof my to-do list." The summit is in three days, and so there.