The day passed as usual. A thin stream of customers came in at lunch.The evening started slow. There was nobody at the bar and no stream ofcustomers. ... pointed this out to Abby who wasn't mollified. It gaveRobert's plan some credibility, but I could see that Abby was strugglingwith it.Around 7 pm that night I got the shock of my life. Mr. Jones of thelocal bank walked in with a lady on his arm. He was in his businesssuit. The lady was a knockout. Tall, slim with great legs in a kneelength. At this point I actually felt really sexy and the vibe we gave off to each other was relaxing and exactly no pressure. When I called him over to check out a video I pulled up. When he sat next to me he leaned in towards my face and kissed me only this time it was a lot more passionate. I remember rolling off my stomach to my back to accept his kiss and felt him position over top of me. He guided my one leg along his side and slid his hand down my leg onto my tiny round butt. As the kissing got. I could feel the heat of his juices inside me.But he was not done. He pulled me out and made me bend in front of the car with my breasts on the bonnet of the car. He placed his left leg on the car and started to fuck my pussy from behind. He fucked and fucked till he grew tired. He again came inside me. And made me suck his cock clean.It was around 9:30 and we both were hungry. So he made me sit in the car naked next to him, while he put his clothes on. We drove to a nearby footpath shop which. She was soon addicted to masturbating, and would do it every chance she got, sometimes even skipping classes to sit in the bathroom, legs up in the air and spread in a stall, frantically rubbing her little clitty until she exploded, moaning as spasms swept through her body at the pure taboo of doing this in public. She was still quite a little beauty, with breasts that were more than a handful, and blond fluff forming around her pubic area, though she kept herself shaved bare most of the time..