Angel took her hand away and watched as Gina stared down at her pussy and kept rubbing it. “You don’t even have to put a finger inside of me. But,...I really need to get off right now,” said Angel as she lay on her back and spread her legs. Gina positioned herself in between Angel’s legs and kept rubbing her clit. As she was rubbing, her hand slid down Angel’s slit. It was so damn wet. She began rubbing Angel’s slit up and down with one hand and the enlarged clit with the other. Gina was so. I checked all my mirrors. There was nothing coming either way.I was actually quite enjoying being ogled, so I pulled my skirt up as far as I could, which I am sure would have exposed my panties a little.Then the guy got his mobile out and started taking pictures of me. That did it for me. I was a performer again, and I loved the power it gave me.I switched off the air-con and wound my window down so that he could get better pics. Then I undid all the buttons on my T-shirt one by one. My bra. .. that was interesting ... so the air duct in the basement seemed to carry sound directly from his father's home office. He was vaguely curious to know what his father was doing; spending all that time on the phone behind the room's locked door. He moved closer to the duct and listened..."Look ... I'm telling you we've got it covered here in DC. That shit-bag and his crew don't have any friends here at all, except for a couple of Liberals in Congress. Well ... and the Foundation, but who cares. Great, I was so close. I definitely would have slowed down once I got to houses, but he got me while I was distracted. I sighed and put my hands at ten and two after rolling down my windows.The officer pulled up behind me and stopped. He stayed in his vehicle for a bit, probably checking my plates. I got ready to dish out the waterworks. I opened my eyes wide and stopped myself from blinking to get them to tear up. I didn’t have the money to pay for a speeding ticket and my parents would be.