It cranked over longer than usual and I was starting to get a little concerned when the engine finally came to life. I got out of the car, thanking P...te enthusiastically as I handed him a $20 bill. He put up his hands and said "We don't want your money but we'll let you buy us a beer if you'd like to stop back at the bar". Without even thinking about it, I said "I'll be right there". Back at the bar, the old man asked for my ID when I ordered three beers because I was a young looking. "Wow," muttered Misty, leaning her head on Miranda's shoulder as she assimilated the courier's tale, "He's something else."Miranda nodded in agreement. "Yeah, he was mentor when I first became a courier," she explained a bit pridefully, "But I struck out on my own after a few weeks. I guess I just wanted to be alone back then. Unlike now."Misty smiled happily, her quiet sigh full of contentment. "Good," she said softly, closing her eyes for a moment before someone at near the door suddenly. She kissed me hard on my lips then on my forehead. I just groaned as she tweaked my nipples. I rested my finger inside her pussy for few seconds and slowly started finger fucking her. She was moving her hips to match the rhythm of my finger. She licked my penis like lolly pop and rolled her tongue over it. She rested her lips over the crown and teased my dick hole with her tongue and stroking my cock as she did that. Her hot saliva felt good and my face was soaked with her saliva. I kept on. Really we don’t. Anyways we always go behind the Art Block to skive because it’s nice, shady, TEACHER FREE, and there’s a big log to sit on. Well we were there and I lit another cigarette (while Shari was telling me how sexy I am when I blow smoke out the corner of my mouth. Seriously, I’m not even a lesbian and my best friend comes onto me on a regular basis. How screwed up is my life?), I sort of dropped the lighter, it smashed, the lighter fluid comes pouring out onto the log, and I go and.