A waiter came by and filled her glass again. Under the table she felt a hand stroking her leg. Something was wrong, but what? She closed her eyes and ...ried to think. There was someone she needed to see; someone she needed to talk to. The hand was stroking her thigh. She shook her head to try and clear it and the room seemed to revolve, to turn in slow motion. She tried to stand up and fell against someone. She felt her jacket being placed on her shoulders.She felt herself being moved through. I asked her if she wanted to be taken and she said please make me cum I don't care how you do it! I reached under her and put my fingers over her clit and started to rub and I took my other hand and grabbed her ass hard and started to lick and open it with my tongue. I put my thumb up to the bottom of her tight pink asshole and started to slowly fuck it with the tip of my thumb and tongue. It was driving me insane, my three fingers rubbing her clit, my thumb and tongue taking turns in her ass,. " Not when my dude part stretches your chick part so wide that you're sore in the morning. Plus, I'm cuter than you. You saw how Rico was checking me out"Tracy stuck her tongue out at her friend and giggled, then laid her hand on Miss K's shoulder, "whatever you say dear."Miss K giggled, then looked out into the distance off the interstate into the prairie. Then, an idea popped in her head, and she suddenly pulled off her bra, exposing her 42DDDs in the car."What are you up to, K?" Tracy. And I told her what I had heard and I made up stuff about what I thought they were doing and I was sitting with my back to the wall and Cait was sitting between my legs with her back to me and she was masturbating as I talked and I was massaging her tits, and then we heard them but now I couldn't hear what they said because the door was closed and it was just muffled but I think I heard Cait's name and my name too and then something about Christmas presents.And then we listened to them having.