Her mind races even as she feels the stirring in her already wet pussy. Can he read her thoughts, can he sense her excitement? He is a stranger though... rugged, handsome, dangerous maybe?ok , she squeaks. My god she thinks, what am I doing? Get those jeans off and get on the car bitch. He growls. Her pussy spasms as she hears the derogatory words. She stands up and peels down the soaked blue jeans. She knows they will never go back on wet. How will she get home? she wonders, as he say’s Come on. Love you!”Angie and Donnell had always been close growing up. Now, they lived on opposite coasts so it was harder to stay in touch with the three hour time difference. But, they still did a decent job, She was appreciative of the support he always gave her. When she decided to join the police force instead of going to law school, he backed her one hundred percent while their mother was less than happy. Angie was constantly doing things her own way which is what had led her to write this. " Yes you are. One point. What does that make?" Ninety one." Ok ninety one it is. Next." The slip." There's a problem with this slip," Jen said. Her impish smile hadreturned."What?" Tom asked. Don't tell me there weren't going to be any pointsfor a slip."Well not the slip exactly. There's this thingie that's poking out." Jenslapped Tom's erection lightly. Tom's face reddened as Jen pointed out his arousal. He couldn't help it.Ever since she had first coaxed him into a pair of panties,. He hasthe perfect features and I know that his pictures will be even betterthan the ones we have hanging up. Now, Brad I want you to put your feetup on this table so I can paint your toe nails. Even though you will notsee them in your shoes I want you to have the whole experience, ok?"Without really thinking about it I readily agreed to that. I have neverhad polish on my nails so as long as I am going through this I wanted todo everything the right way. So Sarah went about putting bright red.