As we kissed, I noticed that Cathy was starting to rock backwards and forwards on my knee, with increasing pressure of her vulva against my knee. She ...egan to really grind her crotch against my knee, a lot of heat flowing from her core being. Her kissing was increasing in tempo, with her breath coming in short gasps. Perhaps I could help Cathy along I thought to myself. I grasped her hips, forcing her even harder onto my knee, while controlling the rhythm. I slowed her down, but increased the. Boy that’s supposed to help out ain’t here yet.” The bell dinged and I said, “Git!” I sat and watched while she did her job, and the man pumping gas watched her young ass in motion. The kid didn’t have much in the boob department, but she had a good body and long legs, and, damn it, under her dirt and messy hair, she was pretty. I knew her mother, a good-looking woman. When the lazy kid that worked for me after school finally got to work, he gawked at the girl, looked at me, scratched his groin. Her orgasm was slow in building and when she was ready to explode, she reached back and patted the other woman to let her know how much she appreciated her efforts to give her contented release.She knew it was only fair for her to reciprocate in kind but she was somewhat tentative in her response because it was new territory for her. When she settled down to serious business on Betty's boobs, she sucked on the delicious nipples like a baby searching for any remaining milk to swallow down. It. The onlookers booed their disapproval. Katie could tell the corner of the room was very dark in front of her. Big hands reached around her narrow hips and scooted her gently forward on the leather seat, until she sat on the very edge."I didn't get a chance to clean you up earlier," a low voice whispered in Katie's ear. "Be a good little girl, and let your brother suck out your messy pussy."The girl involuntarily quivered. Her eyes were closed under the black blindfold. She forgot the raucous.