"Do you want to fool around?" she asked."Better not," I said."I'm exhausted too. Can you help me, though? I'm so damn tight."I thought she was making ... dirty joke, but she sat up and drew up her long, golden hair so she could point at her neck. "Here," she said. "Of course."I scooted forward on the cushions, my thighs hugging her hips, and reached for her as she held her hair in place. My fingers dug into her supple skin. I marveled at how soft and smooth she felt, how every touch called forth. “I can see it so clearly … your wet … little … slit. You are such a dirty girl.” I smiled at him feeling my whole body shaking slightly. “Don’t … fucking … smile,” he muttered wagging a finger at me slowly. He leaned back in his chair and started to unbuckle his belt. I looked towards the ground, my arms still folded across my tummy, holding my dress in place. I fiddled with the fabric nervously, a little embarrassed at how wet I must visibly be. Steven unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. His hands came down to squeeze my boobs as we both were kissing each other again.He then got up and removed his over coat and again came down to kiss me on my lips and slowly go all the way down to my neck. He kept kissing on my neck and on my ear lobes as I lay down and kept enjoying his tongue on myself. I could feel his hard-on rubbing my thighs as he kept licking my neck. He then removed my T-shirt and exposed my black bra which were holding my 36C breasts. As he kissed his way on to my. "Well, that's OK, I guess. That was my first set of wheels too," he said, thinking of the little red truck from twenty-plus years ago."Well, we have a good selection, but I've got a couple of almost new ones on the used lot that are on special this week. Why don't we go have a look," the salesman said, pointing to the lot adjacent to the showroom. The three walked over to the used car area and Junior was shown two very shiny, well cared for mid-sized trucks. One of them was in red and Bill.