I decided that I wouldn't try to fight it, but it took every bit of will power to avoid twisting and turning to feel more. Unlike me, Jessie swirled a...ound one nipple and then went to the other, back and forth, over and over again. My eyes bugged out when she actually bit a nipple and then just giggled. She gave me a quick and deep kiss that shared her chocolate with me when she plunged her tongue in and pulled it out before I could start sucking on it. She went straight down the line she drew. I have never seen her wear those. Her dressing table housed many of her perfume bottles and her make up stuffs. I saw few boxes on top of her wardrobe too. I got myself on a chair and checked if there is anything nice. To my surprise, I saw a bunch of keys. I knew it had to be the keys for her drawers. I was right. Everything was orderly. A long blue box contained few photos of Kanna and herself. There were some of her chains and lockets in a smaller blue box. The bottom cabinet of her wardrobe. He moved his body so he was laying in between my legs. His dick rubbed my thigh. I was wearing a jean skirt. I started to moan a little. His dick got harder and he moved it up to my pussy. I scratched at his back a little and he smiled. He moved his lips down to my neck then down do my chest. His hands wrapped around and he undid my bra and threw it on the floor. He sucked and kissed my breasts and nipples. I started moaning. No guy has ever touched me like this. His hand moved down to my skirt. I stopped masturbating, thinking we had just avoided hitting someone or something, I mean, what would the fucking police think, I could just see the headlines, 'Famous actress masturbating whilst driving'.Joe had shot his wad over the steering wheel, comical yes, myself to blame as he watched my genuine fingering, then a tad anger and frustration, I still needed a fuck.'Joe go down-town, take the back streets, the alleys', an idea crossed my mind, and I peered out into the filth and stinking.