If there was no-one there she fancied then the lucky ones may get to see a stocking top, maybe a quick unintentional flash of white thigh above, but o...ly if they were lucky. If there was another girl she liked then Simone knew just how to move on her seat to cause her dress to raise a few inches and reveal not only her stocking tops and bare section of milky white thighs but also her skimpy sheer black panties. At eight-o-clock Simone left her home to walk the short distance along the narrow. Whatever it is, it's okay, youcan tell me. Is it about the clothes? I saw those girls giving you thestink eye earlier, but baby, I think you look great in them. I mean,you'd look great in a burlap sack, but I really do mean it, you lookedamazing back there."Oh. Underneath it all, there was my Evan."No," I replied, "it's not about that." I paused for a moment beforeadding "Thank you though." What is it then?" his eyes sparkled up at me."It's um. It's just that..."I inhaled deeply. I should tell. I placed my hand against my eye brows to block out the sun as I looked up to see who was shouting. “Not much, bitch!” my sister shouted back. “Hey sexy!” the man yelled back. “Is that your sister?” he asked staring down at me. “Yeah, she is, what of it?” she asked. “She is fucking hot, that’s what!” he shouted back. The sun was perfectly positioned behind him, making it almost impossible to see him. The most I could make out was that he appeared to be a very fit and slender. As with her hand, her mouth knew how tobring me to the brink of cumming and let me sink back,my mind was a whirl of lights, I was in another world,one of exotic pleasure. And Autumn was my tour guide.Then she moved her hands to her panties and in a swiftmove tore them off, actually broke the slim strapsholding those tiny cloth patches together. In the confines of that Ferrari she climbed over theconsole, faced me with her back against the steeringwheel, and lowered herself on my engorged cock,.