"Want me to drive?" asked Fussilli as they approached the car. He leant on the roof and then jumped away. The steel was blistering and so now was the ...etective's bare arm. " Fuck me!" I've got this, Jerry," replied Bumfelt, climbing into the car."Fuckin hell!" gasped Fussilli, entering the passenger side door, winding the window down. "Hot as fuck in here."Bumfelt took a last look at the pigeon. It was past caring. It didn't give two fucks how hot it was.Iva Whetsnatch was dripping with sweat. I would then play with my boobs and nipples. By the time I was through I had the robe off entirely and was fingering my pussy to orgasm. The next night I didn’t bother with the robe. I just walked out and sat down on my porch completely naked, masturbated, and went back inside. It was time to take things further. I waited until around midnight when I figured all of my neighbors would be in bed, or at least not watching what was happening outside. Both of my sons were out for the night so I. I tend to do this in public places where I am just a face in the crowd rather than in familiar places and setting. Trains tend to get my crotch watch attention as people look bored and rarely talk to anyone else. I am also conscious of men of all ages looking at me. Since I wear long skirts little do they realise I am without underwear and wet and aroused so they seem to dismiss me as potentially exciting unless my pert nipples cause stares.Sometimes on a train I notice an older man with bulge. I moaned with pleasure, feeling that thick cock pumping me and those plump lips sucking my nipples.All of a sudden Peter grunted and he slipped off. He grabbed my hair and made me turn in the bed. He shoved his hard dick deep into my mouth and then I felt he was coming in my mouth. He made me swallow his entire cum and Sheila came over me to kiss me and share her husband’s semen…After recovering himself; Peter said he would spend the night at the den in the basement; so Sheila and I could be.