Ethan wiped a drop of cum from her chin with his finger and put it in her mouth."Do you think you still wanna fuck?" she said."I know I still wanna fu...k. Get your skirt off."Alison lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down. Ethan smiled. He liked the look of her beautiful bare legs as she kicked them up under her short, skimpy skirt. She touched the crotch of her panties."These are soaked," she said, and tossed them in the back seat.Ethan slid across the seat and maneuvered himself under her. And then what? I vaguely recall leaving the premises, held close to his gorgeous body, whispering to each other of our secret fantasies, the ones we had shared so often in words, but had never had the chance to take further. I could not however, recall getting back to our hotel, a rambling old building to the rear of the Cathedral, where he had booked us a room under the name of ‘Smith’, not original, but we were amused by it. My mind was wandering, I again tried to reach out to get the. He couldn’t handle it anymore he had to have the beautiful girl standing in front of him. She turned around to walk to her bed, that’s when he got a nice view of her flawless ass. She climbed onto her bed and spread her legs out and stuck her finger into her pussy. He felt his rod get even more rock hard and he tensed as she spread her legs. They were opened just for him. He pushed the closet door up slowly as her eyes were closed and she was moaning softly. He slid off his pants and boxers. I left the jeans and my wet panties in a heap on the bedroom floor, my sweat shirt and bra tossed on to my bed, and hurried back outside to the car, and Rodger.He had gotten in to the back seat while I was changing, and like earlier, his pants were down around his ankles, and he was stroking his cock. I slid in beside him, my skirt riding up revealing that I hadn’t worn panties. Neither of us spoke, he just kept slowly stroking his cock, and my fingers went to my dripping wet pussy, and we just.