With her legs wrapped around my waist and her pelvis tilted up toward me, I slowly thrust myself into her again. The change in position and the angle ...between our bodies meant that I could enter her as deeply as possible - my forward motion ending only when our pelvises met, trapping her erect clitoris between us, softly squeezing it. When that happened, I felt Diane's vagina involuntarily clench around me - something that felt so good, it prompted me to do it again. And again and again.... I couldn’t follow him, I was naked and a mess.I gathered up my clothes, got dressed and went looking for the restroom. Of course there were no mirrors or paper towels. I counted myself lucky there was some toilet paper. I splashed water on my face and started picking the cum out of my hair.I heard the door open and looked back to see Keith come in. “You have a good time?” he asked. “Yeah, I guess” I answered. I was tired and bummed that Dennis had run off. I really didn’t feel like. ................................................During high school Lynne Nesser was quite promiscuous and had obtained the status as a slut among her peers. She was bright in academics but fell in with the wild crowd that partied a lot. She had lost her virginity in the back seat of a car during her freshman year. From then on, Lynne found that the itch between her thighs could only be put out by a good fuck.Lynne graduated from high school and went off to an exclusive college on an academic. All this took time because everybody had to be told exactly what to do.One car left with some people to get a truck. An hour and a half later they finally called to report that they were near the supplier. The rest of us left in two cars. There were two lab assistants and five security people with me. This time we were going armed.I didn't like having so many people in the car with me but the trip wasn't that long.The manager came out and was all apologetic. "Hello, Miss Knox. I'm sorry for.