Diane was going crazy. She moaned in frustration when Allan's fingertips left her breasts. She sounds like she's crying. Her eyes are open but unseein.... Her body is shivering almost constantly. Allan worked his fingers over her panties just like he did her bra, carefully avoiding her vulva, moving closer and closer to it without actually touching that most sensitive part of her body. He suddenly stopped teasing the crotch of her panties and moved his hands away as if he was done with her.Her. He could see her tits bounce from the fucking, but didn't make any attempt to fondle them just yet.She moved her hand down to her clit and began to rub it fast. As her orgasm neared she could sense his was close too. However her's was quicker and before she knew it she exploded around him followed by his own. He was moaning right into her ear as her pussy milked him dry once more.Pulling out of her abruptly he rolled over so that he lay on his back."Suck me" he commanded. Since she was being. She seemed to be surprised, even a little relieved, and something else. It was the same look I had seen on her face when I was accepted at Cal. My mother was proud.***I nervously flipped through a dog-eared copy of Redbook while I waited for the doctor. My God, I never knew women's' magazines were so sexually explicit. The article I was reading described different positions for making love on the kitchen table, in an airplane lavatory, and other places I had never imagined. I had a lot to learn. So I left.I went out and got in my car and started to drive away, but here you and your friends are, walking out and getting in the vehicle you guys came in. I stopped and watch you reach into the trunk, putting your bags in. Your leggings were so tight I could clearly see the outline of your tight little crotch. It was fate. I could feel the bulge in my pants. No, not here, not now. I knew what I needed to do. I had to follow you to your next destination. We would bump into eachother and you.