I’d actually tested it: all they saw was a reflection of the street, and themselves.Mostly.She leaned her ass against the window. The glass creaked,...almost inaudibly. She brought her hands up to her breasts and held them, presenting them to me. She tweaked her nipples, pinching them between thumb and forefinger. They stiffened under her blouse.I stood, hopelessly ensnared. I hopped the coffee table with a move that in my mind's eye seemed graceful, but which earned a barely-hidden smirk from V.. I am so horny I guess I have to play with myself till it gets here and ou can here in the background how wet her pussy is as she is playing with it !!! All of the sudden she hears a car pull up and she know it’s the delivery guy the door bell rings and she says one miniute please she straightens her robe out and answers the door ,the driver tells her an amount she say Oh I left my purse up stairs why don’t you come in he enters she closes the door and goes upstairs really to turn on the video. M." I said. "Why not drive around a bit?" Okay" was her reply, and we walked back to where my car was parked.It was not a convertible, by any standard, but a french Citroen 2CV, the type we called "Ugly Duckling" in Germany, with a soft roof to roll back. So we drove through the summer night with a clear sky over us and my 2CV telling the world about its corroded exhaust pipe. I drove to a vantage point high above the city, where I knew the view was nice. I half expected the place to be crowded. We had barely left the parking lot though before her tits were out again warming in the sun. Something about bare tits in a car is impossibly sexy and irresistible. Soon I was reaching for them, while taking quick peeks at her the curly red hair and pussy lips which were just visible below the hem of her skirt. Dam this woman came with almost any stimulation. This time it was from me pinching her nipples while telling her how much I liked her red bush. She was good with her hands. Once her.