She didn’t hesitate, bent down, hoisted her skirt and pulled off her knickers before shoving them in her bag. I glanced across the hedge and watched...as he finished his drink. Then he did as I hoped and walked towards the car park. I told her to get in but sit on the edge of the seat and face the car park. She did it perfectly, door open, her left leg still outside of the car and her right leg inside she fussed with her bag as I had no trouble imagining the view up her skirt, past her creamy. I felt the honey slow trickle of my juices welling up within until they began to spill over, coating my sensitive flesh. God help me, I craved to reach between my thighs and plunge my fingers into my hungry cunt. Whimpering, I resisted, gasping as another spike of pain burst within, sending pain cascading through my nerves and almost pushing me over the edge without any physical stimulation. Another such and I would be lost, abandoning myself to whatever fate waited for me below. My only chance. He gave no notice. So stupid men were when they were the prey. I wondered then if they thought the same of women when they were in control. My fingers found their way into his shoulders, precariously close to his face. I wanted to get closer. I wanted to touch his face, to run my finger along his nose, to look into his eyes, even to kiss him. I usually left kissing for real love, not the sex I sometimes kept at work. Kissing felt real to me, an indication of affection greater than sex. Sex. Not long afterwards he came home from work early one afternoon. He let himself in through the front door and stepped into the living room. He froze. His wife was bent over the couch with her pants around her knees, and the neighbor's twenty year old son Jeff was burried balls deep in her pussy. In horror all he could do was stand and stare as the young stud fucked her long and hard."Fuck me harder," June ordered, and the boy complied. "Fuck, don't stop. Give it to me!"He had never heard his.
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