George drives a Sports Utility vehicle. George unzipped his pants and pulled his pants down and I pulled my dress up and fucked him right in the back ...eat. I moved my hot and creamy cunt up and down his hard shaft. We were making love right in the truck. Several people had passed and saw that the car was moving around a bit. I moved my pussy up and down over his hard cock. George then pulled my dress down to expose my breasts. I was not wearing a bra. He was sucking and biting on my nipples,. Margaret Dobson was a formidable woman, and had taken more than a little convincing so far.The Gunny persevered, however, explaining his reasoning, twice. She had no great love for the military, this was apparent, and so the Gunny fell back on unfamiliar ground – speaking in terms of the classics – Voltaire – and speaking of motivation, stagnation, the Peter Principle, and some other touchy-feely stuff that had little to do with firing someone for incompetence.Voltaire came up, as the Gunny had. He'd never kissed anyone before. The fluttering had grown.Our lips met. My mouth felt as if it was melting. His lips molded to mine, mine to his. It was as if we were each an extension of the other. The hesitation had long since gone. We explored, celebrated, adored and worshiped each other's lips. I have no idea how long we went on. Time had no meaning. I know my heart was beating harder than it ever had before. I think his was as well but it may have been the echo from mine.We continued. They were a motley group of teenagers but they were mesmerized by Claire's crossed legs and total disregard for the display of her pussy-covering smiley face.Amanda honked her horn and the boys all seemed disappointed to see their entertainment leaving to go home. She decided not to mention anything to Claire about how important it was to not show one's panties to teenage boys but she was certain the girl was innocent about the whole incident and was not using the opportunity to panty tease the.