God, hefelt aroused. If he'd been a man, he would have beenhovering on the brink of orgasm.His fingers encountered a series of complex folds, moistand...slick with some hot, sticky ejaculate. Lubricatingfluid, Danny guessed. Her panties were almost saturatedwith it. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back,moaning through half-parted lips. A wild, transgressive joyseized him, so profound it was almost a bolt of panic. Itwasn't only the illicit thrill of probing a girl's trinketbox. It was her. ? Jim started to worry now. Was she just kidding? He never heard Carol talk like this. She can’t be serious. She’d never let that happen. Jim was about to open his mouth to tell Carol she better pack those condoms when he thought that perhaps she was just playing this out and wanted to scare him into thinking she was going to fuck this black guy bareback. Jim decided to play along knowing fully well that she probably had condoms tucked away inside her purse. ?You going to fuck him bareback. She whimpered as he hit a small pothole in the road and so he slowed down and asked if she were okay. “I think my ankle is swelling up” she said “can you take a look at it?”He pulled over and got out of the car, opening the back door he noticed that she was sitting with her legs ever so slightly apart and also that she had no underwear on.He took her ankle gently in his hands and as he did so Irene pulled her foot away revealing more of herself to him. His gaze followed up her legs and to her. Then she licked my tight rosebud and stabbed my asshole with her tongue. The bitch was really driving me crazy. Ursula slipped a hand between my legs, and her long fingers played with my clitoris, while continuing to rim my asshole until I had a third wild orgasm. I was moaning loud enough that anyone in the store could hear me.When I recovered, Ursula helped me get dressed. As soon as I was presentable, she led me back to the checkout counter, where the young girl clerk put the outfits I had.