What an irony that I had no lover with me that day) near the rear wall. I sat on the inner seat, knowing that no one will sit in the adjacent seat.I m...de myself comfortable. That day I was wearing a top and a skirt, up to my knees. I had tied my hair in a ponytail. Normally, I wear leggings but that day I was depressed due to my break-up and so did not wear any fashionable dress, but just a plain chiffon top and a loose cotton skirt.Who would have thought that wearing a skirt would help what. I would apply a bit of pressure in the correct places and henceforth after a few strokes she seemed to be lost in a dream world. I slowly lifted her salwar to her thighs and was devouring her milky white legs.She: you have magic hands manh.Me: yea that I have butShe: but what?Me: your salwar it’s kind a difficult to massage with those on.She: lol bah it’s ok I don’t need a full body massage.Me: you are missing a jackpot!!She: hehe no re its ok I don’t want it. Any ways thanks for being a. I’m going to put my cock in that wet little pussy and fuck you hard. ‘ Elise moaned, and felt her legs spreading of their own accord. Her pussy was aching now, cum trickling down the insides of her thighs, her clit demanding attention. He knelt between her legs, and dipped a finger into her pussy, making her writhe in pleasure. ‘So wet for me already, aren’t you?’ he whispered hotly in her ear. Elise nodded, half mad with lust. Nick was speaking again, his cock poised just at the entrance to. .. ok yeah I do so what,” she laughed.“Exactly my point.”We joked the whole ride until we ended up on Stephanie and Chris’ side of town. We rode past a lot of places I thought she was gonna stop at until we came across the park that ends right before the beach on their side of town starts, and she pulled in. She parked and we got out and she opened the trunk, where she pulled out a big picnic basket with the cliche red tablecloth covering it.“Surprise, its a picnic!”“That’s a big basket, how.