I could hear him stroking himself while I, still pretending to be asleep, was having all these mixed emotions. Soon I heard him get up and come back t... my bedside. He took my hand and wrapped it round his hard swollen cock. His hands holding mine in place he slowly started fucking my hand. He must have been close from stroking himself as he soon put my hand down and came in his own hand and started licking himself clean. The last drop he let dribble off his finger onto my lips. I twitched as I. I am very happy that we are going on vacation. As soon as I arrived, I started packing up for the trip.It was very hard for me to focus because Monika kept talking to me about how she spent the last week. Blah, blah, blah ... The only thing that caught my attention was her beautiful feet. Sometimes I suspected that she could see how I looked at them. She constantly waved her feet, scratched them or touched them. My penis was hard to the limit.The next day we set off on the road. Driving in the. She wanted to scream at him. Settling on his knees in front of her he grabbed her behind her knees and yanked her forward off the seat. Startled she squealed and went to scoot back“Lay back and spread your legs” The stern look on his face and the determination in his eyes set her heart racing even faster. What was he going to do? Fuck her right here in the back of the limo while the driver watched in the rearview mirror. He must have seen the look of fear on her face for he softened his. .Under the table, he squeezed her thigh. It wasn't a quick squeeze either; he let hand rest there, way up past the hem of her dress. The others kept talking, totally oblivious. Without hesitating he slid up further, slipping swiftly beneath her panties and brushing against her shaved pussy lips.Was he really molesting her with her father and Karen sitting right there, inches away? She tried to cross her legs, but his hand was already burrowed too tightly and she couldn't force it away without.