With his arms around her, he whispered into her hair as she silently cried. “What’s wrong? I had a fabulous time last night, and I thought you did...too. What gives, Babe? This isn’t like you.”“I ... can’t keep up with you. I had so many orgasms that I honestly have no idea how many I had. I got sore, and well, just plain tired. And before you say anything, I loved what we did, and I would have loved to keep on going, but my pussy got really sore. I...”He hugged her tightly. “Oh, shit, Babe. You. It was a reasonably safe place but still there was that chance of getting robbed (or in her case raped) in that place known to be a haven for small time criminals. As soon as i parked i pulled the seat back and reclined it completely and she liked a tigress mounted on me without any warning and tore away my sweater and shirt. As i felt her back she started kissing my chest and neck all over while scratching my hair. This was however just the beginning.We were constrained by space but our. I slipped my fingers down them and back up. I then used my pointer and middle finger to slide between them, gauging her wetness. She had been wetter last night when she had forced me to feel her. She gasped into my mouth as I pulled my hand back, rubbing against her clit. She broke the kiss and leaned into my ear.“You’re the first guy to touch me like this.” She whispered hinting at only one thing.She was hinting that she had been with another woman. I was willing to bet on who as I heard. He said I am ok with it and we continued but after an hour the call was dropped and he didn’t call then.I woke up and felt too fresh that day, did my daily routines and called him at around 11 am when mom and dad were out of the house. We talked and talked for almost 4 hours and our talks were more intimidated sexually. He turned me so on and fucked me on phone, I masturbated twice during the talk and so did he. We continued talking on the phone for some more days.It was December, and everyone.