She wanted so badly to… No. She was going to complete her task and that was all. She raised her hand clutching the paper towel, tentatively reach...d out towards his cock…and stopped. She had suddenly become aware of the coarse brown paper in her hand; it felt rough and scratchy--suitable for scrubbing floors and urinals but not… On impulse she dropped the paper to the floor. She raised her eyes to his and held his gaze as she bent and awkwardly removed her panties. She held them up in. His hand goes up my leg, and starts rubbing my pussy through my clothes, he then slides his hands inside, and rubs my clit. I moan in his mouth which makes him push harder against me. He pulls of both my leggings and panties to gain more access. He slides a finger in going deep inside. I arch my back and push further down on him wanting more. He slides back out and in again finger fucking me. Before I could go over the edge, he stops. I give out a growl as to why he's stopped, but then I soon. My house was dark, so it looked as though I was either asleep or not home form outside, so I went upstairs to my bedroom and opened the shades enough for me to be able to see into her room clearly. Lisa was nowhere in sight, but I could see almost her whole room from where I was sitting. She came out of her bathroom and stood looking in the mirror on her dresser. She slowly unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing, and slid it off of her shoulders. I had a wonderful side view of her glorious. "Now the thingy," he said."Thingy? You mean my thongy?" Whatever, take 'em off."Joan pushed herself up again and peeled off her thong."Here, I'll take them," Gary said. Without thinking, she handed them to him. He rolled down his window and tossed them out."Gary! For Christ's sakes..." she was looking back down the highway where the thong had disappeared into a ditch."I'll but you new ones." Goddamn right you will," she said."so now just lean back and close your eyes." She looked at him and.