My finger at the last moment thrust up her cunt had added to the pressure on my prick through the thin lining that separated me from the interior of h...r cunt. Never, never, did I experience such exquisite pleasure. I had now the additional compression of the muscles of her arsehole to the ‘nippers’ of her cunt. I lay entranced and so excited that my prick hardly did more than slightly soften. That continued compression quickly brought it to a stand once more and as I had not withdrawn, I began. ..When you smile at me in the hallways, when you walk down the corridors, I can’t keep my eyes off your long, soft sexy legs...I can’t help but imagine what lies under that tight little skirt, or, or...yes Isabelle keep, oh my God yes keep doing that...or pressing your hot little body up against a wall and, um, having my way with you…You don’t know how many times I’ve fantasised about you...or your friends...yes...’ All this talk was being absorbed into Isabelle’s mind, her imagination. With graceful familiarity I slide into the red topless coupe, unlocking the door to the passenger side. She hops in... thick white heels digging into the upholstery as she stomps on top of it. What the fuck. One slender long leg crosses over me, so she looms down standing directly in front of me.I stare up curious, trying to see where this is going. My hands on the steering wheel, between her legs."You've had your fun, right? Now it's time for mine!" Unceremoniously she hikes up her skirt,. I don't think that the Sheriff or his deputy knew what to do about it, so we went back to the house and the Sheriff called the Army at White Sands. I don't know exactly what the person the Sheriff talked to said, but the Sheriff asked if they had lost any equipment and then he described what we found to them. After hanging up, the Sheriff told me they hadn't lost anything like what he described, but the Army would send out a recovery truck to pick it up and take it back to the base. They would.