I ran my finger past her breasts and down to the top of her skirt waist band, then past the point of no return to the front leading edge of her bunche...d up skirt. I slipped my fingers up under the leading edge of her skirt and gently massaged her inner thigh. I could tell she was turned on. I know I was. She didn’t say a word as I pushed my hand farther up her thigh. Her green eyes were locked on to mine. She parted her legs, placing them on the floorboard under the steering wheel as she raised. A few moments later he sat up and pulled her dress up from the bottom exposing her wet panties. He looked at her, not for permission to do so, but to tell her he was going to take her. He pulled her silk red panties down and tossed them to the floor. Karen’s breath came in short spurts as Jason leaned over her, spread her legs with his thigh and lowered himself onto to her. Karen’s back arched as she felt his cock dive into her pussy. He hadn’t waited to guide himself into her, but took her. SERIOUSLY! I feel enough fear that I'd go soft, and then you'll have to wait for Julia to come back to warm me up again."Moans and grumbles, but acceptance.I cautiously stepped back from Laci, prepared to glare dangerously at any backsliding, forward-grabbing, miscreants. Proximity showed none, so I relaxed a bit more. I still had a problem with my first tactical error; how could I remind the girls to ask me to touch their breasts. I HATED the idea of missing out on that, but Julia had set this. Going to Eric in the middle of the day, at his office, to perform sexual acts under his desk was a fantasy I didn't even realize I had. But when he mentioned it to me my heart started racing and my clit pulsed. The idea of sneaking into my stuffy husband's stuffy office was so erotic, so naughty that I quickly agreed. Not that my husband was stuffy, well not any more. He became so passionate, so caring. It was like he was a different man altogether, and I seriously enjoyed this man. So, I'd put.