"The interior is nice, though." Danielle smoothed her fingers over the front leather bench seat. The seat was blue like the rest of the car, with tan ...tripes. The leather still looked good, but it needed patched in a few places."I'm surprised he let you take it out," Jason said, sticking his head further inside to look around. "I guess it can't get too much more roughed up, can it?" I begged him. I gave him the pouty look. You wanna go for a ride?"Jason drew back through the window and eyed. I cocked my head and chuckled in acknowledgement of what she said but said nothing myself. My eyes were closed and I was breathing heavily, just trying to regain control of myself. I didn’t hear her lean her head next to mine, but I did hear what she whispered into my ear.“Honestly, my pussy’s kinda quivering right now too, Quinn.”A breath left my body on its own. My eyes shot open but I still saw nothing. I felt my spirit leaving my body as I exploded. If I were naked, I would have known it. Prove to Jake that you worship his cock."Samantha motioned for me to sit next to her. Tiffany shifted over in front of me, her tanned curves undulating slightly with her graceful motions. She ran her fingers up my legs, the soft touch through my trousers was an exhilarating promise of the pleasures to come. She tickled my balls and swollen cock before gently unbuckling my belt and working on opening my fly. Samantha began unbuttoning my shirt. A few quick maneuvers later and I was totally naked. Her eyes question mine,her eyes furrow slightly in a tersely questioning way. "Sooo we should get going." she says, starting on down the hall, pausing for me to turn and meet her footsteps.I do not ask why we are travelling in the opposite direction of Madame's French classroom. As we walk, I watch the rows of cast light change against P's shining hair .I assume that Madame has already assigned our Extracurricular class a classroom for the editing today.As we walk, P slips her slender hands.