It turns out Maddie’s pussy was being rubbed by my cock through her shorts. She was getting turned on and started grinding away on my cock. “Oh, ...lease stop Maddie” I whispered to her. It felt so good I almost didn’t want her to stop.“Oh fuck that feels good” Maddie mumbled in her sleep. The grinding felt more deliberate on my cock. God, it did feel so good. Maddie shifted her weight on the couch. I was still pinned but, her hand had moved down and was rubbing her hot mound. Thereby. As I said the dress I was wearing had 6 buttons all the way up the front, I had worn this particular dress specifically as I knew what would go on show if some of the buttons were undone. For example, the first button on the top undone would reveal a lot of breast, almost to the nipples, the second one undone and the slightest movement and one or both of my breasts would pop out completely. The 3rd button was level with my navel, and the 4th level with the top of my pussy these two were. "I don't care much for boys," she said, her face set in a hard expression.I thought for a moment. Into my mind flitted memories of some of the bullies and jerks and others of my gender who'd stained my life's path."You know," I said, looking right into her eyes, "a lot of the time I don't either." Then I grinned.Her face softened, a smile tugged at her bare lips. "You any good with that thing?" she asked, then blushed at her awkward choice of words. "I meant the basketball."I laughed and. She felt her lower lips sliding across one another as she squirmed in her seat, her hand sliding up and down Stan's thigh as he drove whenever she could lay it there.'What's come over me?' she wondered. This was more, much more than the horniness she'd felt after last week's dance. She wanted Stan inside her, hard, fast and soon.Stan parked the car and undid his seatbelt. Anne removed hers at the same time and in a second they were in each others' arms, kissing passionately, deeply. For a few.