Your other senses seem to heighten and you feel a familiar stirring between your legs. "Spread your knees.", I say. You follow the instructions. Then ...our feel my hands slowly, pulling your skirt up to the level of your hips. You feel a slight draft across your shaved pussy. The car starts again and imprisoned like this, you drive for perhaps ten minutes. As soon as the car stops, you feel your hands being released from the head rest. The car door opens and you feel a hand on each arm guiding. They must have dance for about 15 minutes with the last song being a slow one where he wrapped his arms around her and they danced whispering in each others ears he had his hands on her ass and every once in a while I would see his hand move up and rub the side of her tit.She invited him back to our table where we had a few drinks and they danced a few more times. When they returned to the table the last time Randy suggested we continue the party up stairs in his hotel room. We could have a. His latest run had taken him away from home for five days and he was now only hours away when he realised he was running low on fuel. He pulled into a gas station and discovered that his petrol cap was missing and he'd been losing fuel when he went around the steep bends coming down the mountains. Then the owner of the station came and told him the tanker truck was late and they had no fuel till tomorrow at least. He suggested the motel across the road as a good place to spend the night. There. But after all this, it was hard to sleep.I again hugged him from the back. I started kissing on his cheeks and neck and moving my fingers on his nipples while talking random stuff. He suddenly grabbed my hand and said that his cock is hard again. This time I didn’t require any permission. I inserted my hand inside his boxer and grabbed his dick.He asked me to stop and said you kiss me one more time and I will fuck you to hell. I pressed his dick head harder and licked his neck. He released a.