Soon, he had her down on all fours and was bouncing his rock hard dick on her flanks and her crack like they were ass hole buddies for many years. The...touch of the strange man’s cock on her tight little rear door entry was a complete shock to her and she thought she would faint dead away in shame and guilt at her terrible reaction to being treated more like a whore than a simple delivery girl.The councilman had expected the woman to put up at least some resistance but was pleasantly surprised. Even though he had said he would be content with dancing with her, she needed to get real. It was the middle of the night. He was a guy who had watched her set. Maybe he had not gotten the wrong idea, but he had certainly gotten ideas. She had not managed to protect herself this long by being stupid. If she got out of her car, she had to be willing to take him to bed. She looked over at his car. He was sitting in it patiently. Waiting for her. There was no pressure coming from him. This was up. Sorry," George said, even though that was exactly the wrong thingto say."No problem," Kurt told him. "Maya and I were just talking over oldtimes. Reliving some fond memories, if you know what I mean."George didn't know how to respond, so he said nothing. Meekly, he askedthem what they would like to drink. They wanted seven-and-sevens. Mayatold him she didn't want him drinking anything, not with the way he hadjust acted. Kurt waited to see if his old victim would stand up to hisbride, but. . hmmmm." The neighbor's voice got a happy tone and said, "I know, let's call you Josie, OK?"Joe took a few seconds to understand what he meant, "You want to call me Josie?" Yes, do you like it? I think it's a pretty name. I'm Marcie." Josie? Yeah sure, why not? Uh... Marcie." Hee hee. That's wonderful, Josie. So, would you like me to come over to your booth?" Really, you want to come over here?" Oh yes." Marcie grabbed his pants and sandals without putting them on and quickly went over to.