He just let his eyes run all over the girl’s young and obviously very ready form, while he let her hands explore his own throbbing hardness. Jax rea...lly didn’t know Cyndi all that well, he knew of Cyndi, just like most of his sister’s friends, but he didn’t know any of them well, the age gap was just too big. The man was debating how far he would take the girl in his head, and when he finally made the mental decision he acted.Reaching down, he took hold of the girl by her elbow and pulled her up. He pulled into a dark parking lot and i got out pretending to be sick.I walked around the car knocked on his window he rolled it down and i asked "Hey mister looking for a good time?" He peered at me confused because never had i done something like this before. i opened his door and turned around to show him my ass and slowly bent over while pulling my jeans and panties down.I never ever do anything like this in public. i dont even feel comfortable kissing in front of people, but there i was,. I was thinking, thoughts rapidly running around my head, visual scenarios for Carol’s head between the legs of some strange woman neither of us knew. And, of Carol, kneeling in the doggy position while an Adonis shaped young man rammed into her. The inevitable arousal made its presence known with the suffusion of blood to my organ. That evening proved to be one of those nights when sex transcends the physical act and spraying my cum all over her clit as she rubbed it furiously was only an act. It was obvious that the house was not the solution to the problem. Clearly, someone in there had sent her out into the cold. It had been a long time since he had visited here, but he remembered a gardener’s shack. It was set off from the house a ways and separated from it by trees. The old gardener of the time had stayed there, and tended the house gardens and lawns. If he could find it, he knew that it had a fireplace and that there had been stacks of firewood there in the past.Gabe picked up.