A few seconds later she was walking calmly back to the driver’s seat and he was getting dressed. They exchanged phone numbers and went their separat... ways. As Claire drove home feeling the juices continue to dribble out of her, she couldn’t help chuckling to herself. She’d had sex with two different guys so far on that day, and although she now knew the second man's name because she had his phone number, she hadn’t known the name of either guy as she was fucking them. The road home was bereft. I got there and no lights were on I knocked on the door he said just to come in. I opened the door and there he was lying there jacking himself off. He told me to just jump right into it. This is the first time meeting and all my expectations were right. So I stripped and started to play with my pussy in front of him while he was jacking off. Within all the excitement and pleasure from both myself and his view it was a quick climax for me. He stopped and bent over and told me to fuck his ass. He said he couldn’t wait, could he bring anything? Just yourself, she said, and they ended the call. Dylan wanted to get a shower and a change of clothes before he went over. Renata sprayed some more of the scent Dylan liked so much on her neck and shoulders, and a little between her thighs too, for when we went down there. She put on a cream-colored off-shoulder sweater dress--something that would come off easily--with nothing underneath but a thong. Then she put on some music and munched. ” “I’d say. I think it must be the air here in California. You’re welcome, sweet girl.” We lie there for awhile basking in each other’s arms. Once we are finally able to move, we see how late it’s gotten. We decide to do some takeaway and watch a film. My friend Jenny, the one who owns the place has a good size collection of films. We veg out in the living room, watching film after film, and indulge in Thai food. We head to bed at a fairly decent time for the long drive tomorrow. Today we’re.