"Of course, why wouldn't there be a fucking traffic jam on a Sunday night?" Neither Cassie nor Gina replied as I slammed my fist on the steering wheel...and brought us to a complete stop. All four lanes were backed up for as far as the eye could see, and I knew that we weren't going to be moving anytime soon.Resigning myself to the fact that it would probably take us an hour to move the four miles to our exit, I shifted in my seat and tried to relax. The girls were gabbing about something, and I. " So is the damned Program based on real science, or not?" Bert! You're supposed to ask me easy questions so I can wow you with my answers! By the way, how did way go from talking about your, uh, cock, to talking about utopians and science?" Well, I'm not as interesting a topic as I was a few minutes ago," he joked. "Maybe I've found the hardon prevention that guys have always been looking for." Oh, I disagree," she shot back. "You're interesting soft, too." Uh, wasn't that sort of how we got. For the 1st time, Raju kept his full hand on her pussy, fully covered it and went close to her ears. He asked her if she was ok. A small moan escaped from her mouth. Raju massaged her mound and closely started rubbing her clit.She was moving frantically. I could see she was not able to control the tease. Raju inserted his oil coated fingers inside her pussy and massaged her. She was lifting her hip to match his trust. Then he asked her to turn over and applied a lot of oil on her ass. He. I kept my body upright so as to enjoy the lovely sight of the movement of her bottom.“Put your arm round and feel my clitoris, Charlie, dear.” I did so for a minute, and then whispered — “It is such delight to gaze on your splendid bum in action, so pray apply your own finger to your clitoris, and let me enjoy the lovely sight.” “Very well, darling.” And I could feel her frigging away most furiously. This enabled me to introduce first one and then two fingers into her most delicious.