Arnie was looking at her expectantly.“Yes, it’s me again,” she told him, “your friendly neighborhood slut spirit.”Arnie looked relieved. “... wasn’t sure if it would happen again. This is weird...I’ve driven lots of people places over the last few months. Why did this only happen with Weezie?”Sue was shocked. “It’s been MONTHS?”“Yeah, about...ten or so.”She thought about it for a moment. “How many of those passengers were women?”Arnie put the car into drive. Sure enough, he had been driving his. There was a pub a couple of miles away that we'd seen from the road that people had told us was worth a visit so we decided to give it a goWe sat outside at a table underneath a large umbrella and ordered some food and a couple of drinks. After we had eaten Mrs O said she fancied staying on for a couple more glasses of red wine so i told her to go for it. As the afternoon wore on the garden started to empty out until there were only a couple of people at the far end and an elderly couple. "Why should I give you what you want when you can't behave," I ask. "This isn't about what you want though, this is about what I want and right now I want something else from you. I have something else in mind for that tongue that you can't seem to control." I slowly bend my legs and balance myself over you. Leaning forward on my hands to give me more stabilty. Your mouth waters at the view I've just given you. With my legs open and squated over you it has opened up my pussy and you can see. I ended up flat on my back on the couch with her on top of me, pinning me down. I could feel her hands gently touching me through the cloth of my tank top. I couldn't stop touching her either. Her shoulders, her back, her hair. It was like discovering a whole new person was right in front of me the whole time and I wanted to know everything. I felt her start to slide off the couch and my hands quickly grabbed ahold of her cute round bottom. All the boys' clothes in the world couldn’t hide that.