Cars kept passing by. Girls a little older than her waved and blew kisses. A few men called her a whore and Rachel knew she should be offended but was...really only flattered they’d give so much attention.But then what did Rachel know, she was just a freshman in high school, and no one seemed to be complaining. Girls seemed happy to give up their rights or power, happy to ignore previously held dreams or goals. Rachel wanted to travel the world and work in the foreign sector like her mom. She. Yes, Mom was ... Supplicant was there, her head mere inches from mine.I thought, “How is she on that side of the bed? The bed’s against my outside wall.”I thought further, then realized where I was.“Shit! I hope nobody heard her but me,” I thought frantically.I slowly disentangled myself from Rhee, looking over the panoply of bedmates. That provided a calming effect, particularly seeing Heather snuggled so tightly into Dad’s left side, her arm on his chest.I looked back at Supplicant, then. Carl leaned close and whispered in her ear. He said "Leave it girl, before I get angry"!Cathy could smell the vodka on his breath and became frightened. As Carl put his hand back on her knee she looked up and saw Ivan watching through the rear view mirror. Carl slowly pushed her skirt up until the tops of her stockings were in plain view. As he caressed her thigh he pushed her legs open. He used his free hand to fondle her breasts through her blouse. Cathy could see Ivan licking his lips as he. That did it. Pushing him over the edge. With a loud, long groan he started ejaculating. Thick rope-like jets spewing from the end of his dig. Giggling excitedly, the woman pumped on the man's cock fast. Harder. Working him through his messy, erupting climax.Gradually his spewing ceased and he open his eyes, lifting his head from the back of the car seat. He looked down at his already softening cock and the woman's sperm covered hand. A hand that was already slowing down. Slowing down until she.