I think my toes curled!!!.... So he got every drop out of me and I thought I had to do the same....he let go my cock so I could concentrate on 2hat I ...was doing....like I said....this was new to me... he started to buck his hips and almost face fucki g me as his body began to spasm. He stiffened up his legs and let out a little squeak!!! I knew what was coming....I remember thinking..well he swallowed mine...I have to swallow his. And then he put his hands on my shoulders and there it came.. From their conversation, I found that the girl in the window seat was going to get down at the next stop. She stood up took her bag and left towards the door. The girl with whom I was enjoying the ride moved to the window seat and I occupied the aisle seat in which she was sitting till then.Now we both were sitting very close and I could feel the heat of her body. It was driving me crazy. I placed my hands on her thigh and started rubbing towards her inner thighs. She placed her bag over her. She walked up to the driveway cautiously, looking for any other cars that may have arrived. Seeing none, she walked over the car door. It was locked. She'd just have to ask Greg to unlock it. Smiling, she walked up to the door and knocked. It was dark. Greg had told her that Daniel had retired for the evening. Darn, she said to herself. What am I supposed to do?She waited for a couple of minutes, then simply tried the door. It wasn't locked. She giggled. She guessed they forgot to lock it when. Eventually, Margaret returned with clean shorts, socks and my sweater."I may have shrunk it," she said, as she handed me the sweater.Seeing that she was not going to leave until I tried it on, I stepped into the shorts and removed the towel from around my waist before trying the sweater. She was adjusting the shoulders, and pulling on the sleeves when Cynthia came into the room. She was carrying a garment bag, but gave no explanation as to where she'd been."Hi, Cynthia," I said, doing my best.