They had always kept it verbal. They had very carefully avoided any kind of sexual contact - always.So why then when she'd accidentally spilled her be...r on him had she insisted on removing his shirt and jeans to dry them? Even worse - he purposefully spilled beer on her and practically stripped her bare right then and there. She should have put a stop to it. She should have thrown him out.She certainly should not have gone along with him and let him undress her down to her bra and panties. And. My ginormous jugs. My magnificent milkbags. It wassoooo humiliating. I tried to say something to Shirl -- "Honey, please ifwe could just go home and..." -- but she just laughed at my voice, nowcartoonishly high and girly. I felt myself blush at the shame of it all.The young parking guy hurried to my side and almost fell over himselfrushing to me, opening the door, and almost drooling. I got out with asmuch dignity as I could muster, tugged down the tiny shorts in back, wherethey had ridden. Normally I would have been happy but I had my heart set on having sex.We got halfway to town when I realized I still hadn't showered. I was itching at little sheep hairs all over me and I smelled like cum. We had the car windows down so my mom didn't notice. She noticed at the stores though. She believed it was the store and shrugged it off and I breathed a sigh of relief. The people in the stores covered their noses and didn't stay too long. I thought I was home free as we walked out of the. She then lowered her naked shapely bubble butt down onto her face.Bond closed her eyes as the darkly sweet exotic smell of Barbarossa's ass got stronger and stronger, until her nose was neatly tucked between the soft warm mounds of her wonderful ass."You ready?"Barbarossa sighed."Hm-mmm."Bond softly groaned and nodded her head ever so slightly.*BDFF-PFFFBLTFTFTFT*A nice soft gush of hot musky air stuttered out of her taut little dark brown hole.Bond sighed happily as she breathed in the lovely.