"Oh shit," he moaned, mortified at being caught and desperately trying to put his dick away. "I'm so sorry."She smiled as she walked past him to go to...the kitchen. "Don't worry!" she giggled. "You're a teenage boy. I'd be amazed if you weren't wanking at least once a day. Don't stop on my account! I only wanted a glass of water."John didn't know what to do. He'd expected her to be upset. But she seemed to think it was funny. He was trying to remember whether he'd been murmuring her name when. They always attracted attention from others --It was so right from my school days.....I enjoyed guys and gals, staring at them....Loved when someone crushed them in crowd......Or touched them deliberately........When touched, I wanted the guy or gal to press them nicely to send shivers of pleasure in my whole body, and that happened most of the times........... With just some touching, my nipples would grow stiff and would poke out from under my blouse or top.....I had long pointed. I didn’t think I could get any more aroused than I was, until Beth pulled the blanket down and slid her nightshirt up to her neck, exposing her developing titties and erect nipples, and began feeling herself up with both hands, right in plain view.As her twitching body began to calm down from the first wave of ecstasy, I took the opportunity to add another finger to her gushy pussy, and resumed finger fucking her deeper and more forcefully, and she groaned quietly, her head jerking to and fro. Jennifer decided that both suitcases could be tied on the bike if one was lodged in the queen seat and she could stay there looking for the cell phone, which had not yet been located, while Bob ran the stuff back to the motel.When Bob got back from that run, he was met by a triumphant Jennifer, whose clothes were stained and face was smudged. She'd actually crawled deep into the twisted wreckage to find the phone. Some of the stains on her shirt looked suspiciously like flecks of dried blood,.