Atleast you can get home.’ Sandra thought about it for a short while. She was scared of being left alone and she was scared of taking a lift with a ...tranger. But common sense told her that she would probably never get home if she stayed in her car, and so she hesitantly agreed, grabbed her few possessions and accepted the lift. ‘Just take me straight home please,’ she begged, ‘my parents will be worried.’ She sat beside John and clipped the seatbelt secure. He looked at her as he put the car. Thomas has complained that some of her jewelry is missing, do you know anything about that?" It was a lie, he just wanted to get the upper hand, "Jewelry is missing and now I find you with her ring on, I'm no detective, but it kind of adds up to me."Claire was panicking, she knew she hadn't done it, but could she prove it? His fingers were now under the front of her top and her nipples were responding to his touch, they were getting so hard, they ached. She hadn't had sex in months, something. How fuckin many are there? This could go on forever. The guy underneath pulls out and creams all over my chest already sticky with cum and sweat, so number three bites the dust, and my erect nipples as he slides out from underneath, and of course there is another anxious and waiting cock sliding it's way back in. So that makes six so far, God please let that be it. I feel my hair being pulled like a leash as I try hard not to bite down on the dick pumping away in my mouth. Hands smack my. She said don’t worry and started kissing again. I couldn’t stop myself and I went on with it. Kissing her was just amazing. I was also running my hands all over her, pressing her boobs, and caressing her ass. It was one of the best nights of my life.After kissing for a long time, she stopped and pulled my shorts down. My already hard cock popped up and took her by surprise. She said mine was the biggest she had yet and I was happy to hear that! I took off her t-shirt and no surprises, she.