I am stuck in traffic so I get antsy, wanting to come home and pleasure myself. Too excited to wait, and fortunately wearing a skirt, I spread my feet... slightly so my thighs part, and licking my index finger, reach up my skirt. Once my fingers reach my crotch, I pull my underwear to the side, revealing my pussy. I reach up into the soft folds and find my clit. Mmmmm. It makes me even more excited to think that no one knows how naughty I am being by myself in the car while I sit in traffic. I rub. She signed as witness and put it back in the drawer.“You know, about three years ago I almost married an Indian girl,” I said.“How did that happen?” Judy asked.“I was lonely,” I said. “There was a marriage site on the Internet. I filled out a form.”My legs were spread slightly apart and Jane could not resist a glance at my male sex organs.“Most of those are scams,” she said.“That’s what I thought, too,” I said. “I broke it off and stopped communicating.”“No offense to you, Tom. But most Indian. It just made her feel high now, but it soon would be, she knew, a nightmare. Fuck that, I thought. Who wants to be some cunt's aspirin? I got really hot. I slapped her face. She whined and said no one else's cum helped. The headaches were like death. She began licking my shoe and pleading, but I just kicked her ass. Wing tip right up in her asshole. She crawled on the floor, groveling, looking up with those big pleading eyes. She whined. I couldn't understand how desperate she was. Sucking me. I soon could feel her pussy lips swelling up, and her moans were being drowned out with the yelling and splashing of the kids in the pool. I grabbed her clit between two fingers and slowly started to move them back and forth. Soon she was gently bucking in the chair. I looked over at the pool to make sure the kids were not paying attention, and noticed the only one watching was Nichole. I kept eye contact with her the whole time. I could see in her eyes she wanted to be in Kat's place. Kat's.