She gave a little gasp, and I knew this was really turning her on.Next, I ran my hand along the inside of her thigh, and she moaned audibly. I teased ...er unmercifully, running my two fingers just up to her pussy, giving it a little squeeze, and then moving back down along her thigh. A few minutes of this and she was twitching and starting to writhe her legs in excitement.When she was good and hot, I said, "Okay, babe, let's put on a show. Take off your pants and wave that magic ass around for. But he didnt even try. You sound kind of disappointed about that. Are you? I mean, were you actually wanting Art to fuck you that night? I could lie to you and say yes. But I wont, since Im trying to come clean with you right now, and you deserve to know the real truth about me. So here it is: All the way up until the time that you and I finally began having intercourse together, I had always viewed myself as being a nice Catholic girl, and a nice girl wasnt supposed to fuck her guy until the. ..right .....now......Ahhhhh....It feels so good......cumming on your palm so you can feel how much I wanted you to touch me all over." I drove on while Vanessa put a hand in my lap and stroked me up and down, as she kissed my tip and we talked while I worked her vagina as much a s I could. Getting in the country, I pulled down a road, turned the lights off, opened the door and pulled Vanessa out. As she stood, I pulled her shorts off and threw them in the truck, exposing her bald, soaking,. She wore a one piece blood red dress, which came up just short of her knees, exposed her perfectly toned body seductively nd a little bit of cleavage was on show. I literally couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Got up, gave her a cozy hug, pulled out her chair like a gentleman and settled in. Throughout the evening there was plenty of intense eye contact, mischievous flirting and plenty of laugh. Anyone who looked at us could tell we had chemistry between us. As the evening progressed, we could.