I rested my hand on her leg. Andrea laid her hand over mine and pulled it up her thigh, into her skirt cupping my hand over her pussy. I realized she ...idn't have panties on and wondered if she sat like that during the church service. She pressed my fingers into her wet pussy and I began to massage her swollen clit while we drove through her neighborhood. Andrea's body tensed up as her orgasm built within her pussy. When I pulled into her driveway, her pussy went into spasms on my fingers.. Then a lot.“Ah,” he said. “Ow, ow, okay, okay. Right now you’re the queen,” he relented.She giggled and leaned back on him, kissing his cheek, lifting her ass to release his cock.They took a second to recover, then she disappeared under the blanket, turning around and sliding down between his legs. He could see her feet sticking out from the bottom of the blanket. And he could feel her tongue slide up his drenched cock.Under the blanket, she stroked his cock and kissed and licked it. He put a. Laura was not sure if the evening would turn into something more than the suggestive banter in the kitchen; something she was, aside from a slight disappointment, rather indifferent about. As their meal drew to a close, she wondered about dessert. But Cathy steered the conversation in a different direction. “You want to freshen up before we do the movie?” she asked. “Yes please, I would love that,” Laura smiled, accepting the invitation. “Okay, let’s go upstairs then you can dump your stuff in. He lay beside her in a similar pose and they talked. He made no move to hit up on her.Lisa rolled onto her side, and rested against his body. He moved his arm and she placed her head in the crook of his shoulder. Her body lightly touched his. A breast rested heavily on his rib cage. Lisa rolled into him and placed a leg over his. He parted his legs to give her space. Her bare pussy rested on the upper part of his thigh. His free hand gently stroked her back. She ran her hands through the hair.