She was definitely not wearing underwear because I could feel her moist pussy in between her legs. She breathed heavily in my ear, “Put a finger in ...y wet pussy”. I didn’t hesitate for a second. I wondered the whole time what had happened to her husband. That question was quickly answered when the cottage screen door was slammed shut, and he came out with another beer. Of course, we shifted positions and pretended nothing had happened. I could still feel her wetness on my finger. . The car is already smelling badly of vomit and I wish I could have somehow hosed off the drunken woman before I put her in my car.As I stop at the dark intersection on the main highway, Karen slumps over toward me, her blonde head landing on my shoulder. I push her back upright, and then lean her over against the door. Just for meanness (and curiousity too), I reach over and unbutton her stained blouse. One of her full breasts falls out, clearly visible in the dashboard lights. I casually. "She wasn't that pretty, but being a little simple she was very pliable. She had lovely long blonde hair and big blue eyes. One day her slim body would develop into something really good. With his hands either side he moved her head up and down until he pumped his spunk deep into her throat."So what happened?" June asked."We eloped," he said with a big smile, "one day we up and left for the big city." Oh how romantic," June sighed."Time were hard of course and we had to make sacrifices," he. He licked her slowly, purposefully. His tongue worked from her entrance to her clitoris and sent waves of torturous pleasure through her body, hardening her nipples. Levan smiled wickedly to himself as her felt her labia swell. He brought a finger up and into her warm, wet vagina, sliding it in and out slowly. She moaned as he added a second, then a third. As he sped up his movements he felt her start to come, all in response to him. His own erection was straining against the fabric of his.