.why don't I just leavethem alone and get away from here?"Do you like the panties I'm wearing today, Pauly....huh...do you?" Shewas also only in her u...derwear, her bra and panties. Yeah, that's why I'mstill standing here I thought. She turned and brought her pantie-coveredcrotch up close to his face. "Can you see better now, baby? You like?Wow, we're both wearing panties...how sweet is that? My big strongboyfriend wears panties just like I do." With that she pushed her pantycovered crotch to. She was slippery and wet, but she was just too tight. He let go of her hips and leant forward, grasping her breasts, trying to encompass them all, rolling their cylindrical nubs between the joints of his fingers. He was able to see close-up the curve of her lashes in her half-closed eyes, and once again noticed her high cheek bones and small, parted gorgeous mouth and little jaw of her pretty face that had so recently been filled with his engorged cock. As he pushed again at the next ridge she. She didn't want to be alone, and yet she didn't want to be touched. In a lot of ways, it reminded her a lot of what happened with Spencer. Luckily, Beck took the hint, and stopped his romantic assault. Once they felt dr*nk enough, they slept in the trailer, but certainly not together, Beck gladly giving the tired blonde his bed as he crashed on the couch, watching her and, as he looked into a window and saw his reflection, for the first time since he got his powers, hated what he had become.* *. A blare from a horn behind us jerked the driver back to reality, and he set off again, eyes on the mirror. My fingers dipped back down, slipping one, then two fingers inside myself. I had no idea where we were or how long the journey had taken, my mind focused on just one thing. I began to finger myself, a regular beat, almost in tune with the engine's throb. We turned a corner, I felt myself moving across the seat, my left hand holding hard to the headrest of the seat next to me, my leg braced.