She looked at me, “Name?”“Eugene, Eugene Sanderson.’’She put her arm around his thin, trembling shoulders, “Well Eugene Sanderson, this is...your lucky day.”He blinked his eyes open and looked up, tear streaks on his grimy cheeks. “Huh?”“You’ve obviously been doing some hard traveling and we’re just going to ease your burdens. Yes indeed, this is your lucky day.”She held out a sack of horehound candy and he tentatively took a piece. We walked slowly back to the passenger car with Eugene sucking. Looking at Kara's almost transparent bra, he ventured , “Do you want to take it off.” Kara replied , “What? Take what off?” She knew what Tommy meant and knew that Tommy knew too. “ Your bra, do you want to take it off, ” Tommy asked , “ You let strangers take topless pictures of you, and you went topless at the beach. I thought you might want to get topless now too. ” “Not a good idea,” Kara said sternly to Tommy, tilting her head in Bill 's direction . Bill protested, “Hey, you don't have. My nipples were rock solid and so sensitive I could imagine his tongue running accross them. I lifted my skirt and moved my panties to the side. It was an ocean... I slipped one finger in and massaged my clit. Imagining it was him taking me in this bathroom stall. I added another finger and kept penetrating myself until I came thinking of him inside me. Then I went back out and continued the night as if nothing happened. I decided then, that I would see where this went, or where I could take. He was keeping up with me and using his tongue onmy cock. For the next twenty minutes I imagined that I was havingsex with a chick. I knew it was Chris sucking my cock, but I couldnot get the images of the girls out of my head. I looked down andbehind me through the art deco mirror (this was not some cheap diveof a hotel --- very nice) and saw Chris whacking off. It made mehot to realize that he was so talented with his mouth I forgot hewas giving me a blow job. I kept fucking his face and.