"Jennifer had known but she'd never seen one. Now she wondered why she'd waited so long. She closed her thighs tightly together as she felt a wetness ...here. She wished she'd been smarter and worn a short skirt like Rena.She glanced at Rena's skirt and saw that it had slipped up above her thighs. Rena was rubbing herself against the chair. Jennifer looked around and she could see nobody looking at them.She put her hand on Rena's bare thigh."Don't," Rena said, "you don't know how hot you're. "We've had reports of a woman fitting your description attempting to bomb several airports. Could you tell us why?" No, I've never heard of such a thing." Well, you fit the description perfectly, so I'm afraid we're going to have to hand you over to the police." Please, no. I'm just on vacation here. Is there anything I could do to convince you to let me go?" Other than incriminating evidence, or bail money, one thousand five hundred, there's nothing we can do for you." Nothing?" she asked,. My nipples stood up under the breeze of the ceiling fan. She'd been touching me for several minutes already. She talked me into trying it by swearing it felt more amazing than anything I'd ever felt before. And she was right. I followed her fingers with fascination as she played gently over the folds of my pussy, making me shiver. Her eyes met mine and quickly shifted away. I could tell she was so into it she was a little embarrassed. I didn't mind. It felt so good. I grabbed at her free hand. I lay there with my eyes closed. Enjoying the feeling of your hard cock inside me. I startle as I hear you speak, "Here you do her chest and shoulders." Confused I open my eyes, only to find Mike standing there watching. The bottle of suntan oil in his big hand. Until now I thought he had left. Opening the bottle of oil, he kneels down next to my shoulder. "Oh no," I protest, "No way." I start to cover my tits with my hands. "Relax Karen just let it happen I won't be mad," you reassure me..