I still felt slightly nervous as i had onyl just met this man.I looked at his cock wondering how to do it, but it seemed Paul had read my mind."You wa...na lube my cock up babe?", he asked his large cock erect in his right hand.we both smiled at each other sexually and i moved over to him.Both of us naked, his large, hairy body next to my teenage hairless body.I held the tube over his cock head and squirted a large amount onto his cock head.I reached out and started to spread the water like lube. They were good to me. I was happy there and sorry to leave but I was eighteen and they couldn't look after me any more.As I was saying, I went to work that day but found it difficult to concentrate. The pain kept coming and going getting worse and worse each time. I left promptly at five and managed to make it back to my little flat. I didn't feel like eating so I just made a cup of tea and curled up in the armchair with my book. I was reading 'The Haunted Train'. I like ghost stories but this. I just stood there enjoying the view. She had a fantastic butt, encased in tight jeans. It was round and full and sort of apple shaped. She found the hand sanitizer and backed out. She caught me looking at her butt, but she just grinned. She gave me a few squirts and I rubbed it around. She handed me a rag and I wiped them off. "Miss Morgan, you shouldn't drive very far on that spare," I told her. "How far are you going?" "Twenty-five miles," she told me. "Well it should make it that far. You. I moved one of my hands down till I could touch her burning pussy. She had probably shaved it in the last couple of days and as soon as my hand reached down there, it was soaked in her wetness. She was literally dripping. She pressed her hand on mine as if asking me to put it all the way inside her vagina. She started to slowly grind her breasts against my body as soon as bent one of fingers inside her softness. I slowly began to finger fuck her and she was clearly enjoying it. But she did not.