It seemed a silly thing to do, sitting here in her wood-nymph costume, one rosy-capped white breast exposed, beside Rita in her sarong, gliding back a...d forth. She smiled tolerantly.But after the swing had inscribed its third arc she was staring bug-eyed down at her crotch, which had the feeling of bursting open like a melon. But her thighs were firmly together. Inside, something like the throbbing head of a fiercely engorged penis was wobbling insanely about.She felt clicks, uneven jarrings as. From here, he could barely see the back door, and was almost invisible from detection. Jim climbed out and pulled Joy behind him. ‘Come on. I got everything we need in my car. See you around, buddy.’ Jim and Joy hopped in and, with a roar of the engine, they were gone. Mike’s last image was Joy’s sultry look back at him. Mike shook his head. That look stuck in Mike’s brain and he found himself daydreaming about her and the events of the past week. The sound of tires brought him out of his. I...I do want it, I need to be told, I..." There, there, Robin, I'm here to help. Dee the helper, that's me.Now...quickly, go to your bedroom, strip off everything and come backwearing your girlie things. Panties, bra, breast forms if you havethem, whatever you have. I don't want to see you fully dressed, not afull outfit, but what you would wear to bed with your boyfriend. Hop toit now, Robin!" But...what makes you think I have any of that? I...I..." I sputtered."Don't make me wait, Robin.. It startles me ans suddenly I want him really badly. I can feel my pussy starting to throb and dampen, yet I have no idea how or even if I can make it happen. A few miles further on and I'm driving in the glow of his tail lights. My left hand is between my legs, lesuirely stroking my clit in slow, gentle circles. Despite the warmth of the night air, my nipples are pressing hard against my shirt as I get more and more aroused. I know there is a service station approaching and I start to wonder.