He is definitely skillfull at playing with me. His middle finger and his thumb are spreading me, as his index is flicking my clit. My body has a mind ...f its own. My body can't help but respond I wanted this so muuuch. My hips move closer to his finger, my hands...oh shit my hands are holding on to his open shirt. I can't bare that...he must know I am awake. I can't face him, I pull myself closer to him and hide my face in his chest. My lips touching his chest. My nose smelling his fragrance. He. We had about five minutesbefore we had to start getting ready and I begged to taste her pussy inthat time but she refused. She pushed me back into my seat and spread mylegs again, I thought she was going to make me cum again but she steppedback and raised her own skirt, exposing her tiny pink thong she waswearing. She slipped out of the thong and then returned to kneel betweenmy legs. Thong in her hand she started to rub my pussy with her thong andthen pushed her panties into my wet pussy,. I shut the car door and I began to think of my dinner invitation, it would be almost ready by now. As I recalled the things Rita had said to me on the phone that afternoon and how incredibly hot she made me, my car almost drove itself straight back to my sons house, though I did manage to stop at a supermarket for a bottle of wine. The front door was open when I arrived so, slightly unsure what to expect, I stepped inside and made my way to the kitchen. Rita looked incredible in a navy blue. He sped up his process but spent more time on each of the surfaces. The sides and bottom of their pussies, he didn’t want to make a mess in the theater and have wet spots on their skirts. This would be a lot cleaner if I was eating them out, he thought to himself. Zack sensed that they were both getting close so he slipped out his fingers and slightly rubbed their clits. This sent their orgasms on them and they both thrashed in their seats trying to keep quiet. Kayla was the first to stop and.