"Sorry I disappointed you", I said, "but it was a family emergency. I couldn't help that." ... Cynthia was barely listening to me. She began sucking and licking my left earlobe. After that it got crazy. She started unbuckling my belt and pulled it right off my pants. "What are you doing?", I asked. . Her overly sensitive little clitoris throbbed a tingling message to her brain: Touch me, pinch me, please! Rhapsodic with the fire in her belly, she slid her outstretched middle finger into the soft, hair-lined slit of her swollen pussy spreading the spongy flesh apart to bare the quivering knob of her lust-inflamed clitoris. And she began to massage it, sending agonizing pleasures coursing through her wantonly writhing young body. She never dreamed that her lewd finger-fucking of herself was. "She said " so I take it you have never been with a woman?"I said " oh yeah in my college days I was a hippie and there was a lot of that going on. But not since then only my man."She knew my situation with my husband and said " have you thought about doing it."I thought for a little and said " you know why not. It was fun back then why not now too."Rose said " and you are more mature now so believe me it is better now. We know what we want and not just playing around."The walk to the parking. She had a lot of pubic hair and it was thick, so it took a second to pierce the jungle before hitting the sweet spot. It was heavenly. Hot and slippery. I slowly stroked it in her as she moaned and rocked her hips upward. We were both enjoying this even though there wasn’t much room.She started bucking more and I started thrusting harder. She was going off and I asked her where she wanted it. She said, "Keep fucking me," so I did. I kept stroking harder and faster. My little car's tires were.