I moved in and out as hard as I could, increasing my speed as I went. I heard her cry out over my shoulder in the fit of a tremendous orgasm. I knew I...couldn’t last much longer, but I did my best. After a few more thrusts I heard her increases her moaning again, and I knew it was time. I felt as if I had entered paradise. I came with a fury that I had never felt before. We were both screaming in pleasure as I filled her. Our orgasms last almost a minutes that time, and afterward we pressed. She had changed her clothes and carried two bags rather than one. Her top was made of the same material but rather than conceal her shape with billowing volume, it flowed with her curves, making her look even more buxom. In place of the loose skirt, she put on a pair of shorts that were just as form-fitting as her new top. There was also a difference in her stride. She was nervous but excited, anticipatory. She opened the back door on her side, and dumped the bags on the back seat. Then she got. I pocketed it to look at it later. Khyla noticed and winked at me. I got through the rest of class which ment that the school day was over. As I walked out to my car I took a piece of paper and looked at it. It read 555-1234. Call me :). I smiled to myself as I climbed into my car to go home.I started my car and drove for all of 5 minutes until I got home. My dad was working in his room, but I ignored him and just went into my room. I considered calling Ricky but decided agaisnt since my dad. I asked her if we needed to stop and get a room and she said no but the next stop she wanted to change cloths. Well we needed gas so we pulled into a gas station to fill up. My wife grabbed some cloths and headed to the door but found the inside closed. She returned a little let down. "Oh, I so want to change cloths but the inside is closed what do I do" "Honey just change here by the car I will make sure no one is watching you" She was a little hesitant but then decided to go for it. I grabbed.