When she was done eating and heading to the dish cart, Jillian noticed they were serving vanilla ice cream cake for desert. The sight of it made her f...eel cold in the groin. It was now an inescapable truth in her life that she knew what it was like to sit on ice cream cake, and to have it be a surprise. It made her wet, the thought of it, of Colin watching her do it, and with that, her excitement for the coming night turned from a comfortable longing into an engrossing hunger. Colin was walking. We exchanged phone numbers and she told me she’d call later with an answer. I was drooling heavily as I checked her out. I feel Little Smokie stirring so I excuse myself, making up some bullshit excuse to get back home.I tell Debbie that Tammy would call and let us know. I no more than spat that out when my phone rang. It was Tammy bubbling with glee as she confirmed that she would house sit for us. Frankly, I could hardly wait. I was anxious to be near that cute young lady for any reason.. But he didn't stop playing with my cunt. He kept teasing me, careful not to touch my clit, after a minute or two of teasing he rested his hand against my clit. I let out a soft moan, it really surprised me. He started slowly, and lightly, then he started applying pressure and moving his hand faster, I was already panting. His pressure on my clit and the speed seemed to be rising every second. I felt my body build up heat and I felt my legs shake beneath him. I started screaming, I couldn't help. Sean glanced at the CO monitor on the seat, and then at his watch. Nine hundred and fifty parts per million had been displayed for the past twenty minutes.The sound of the men in the building complaining of headaches had ceased, but he could still hear the occasional vomiting attack through his headset. The transmitter in the building would not be affected by the carbon monoxide he was spewing into it from the tailpipe of the truck, so he was able to monitor the condition of the gang inside by.