I felt some sort of electric shock through my body the moment my lips touched hers. She tried to push me away. I tightened my hold and she finally gav...e in. She started kissing me back. The next moment her body tightened and she shoved me back. I fell backwards. ‘You bastard don’t you dare do that again. This is the last time I excuse you.’ screaming she walked out of the class. I just stood there, holding my paper, can’t believing what I just did. Immediately I ran after her. Apology seemed to. It’s not as bad as it might sound and most times I don’t really resent it. Soon we find ourselves cruising along with the radio blasting away and all the windows rolled down. Kelly was singing along with the music, wearing a loose fitting t shirt, jean shorts, running shoes and a baseball type cap covering her blond hair in a neat pony-tail. I know Kelly was bra-less because she almost always went without one. I was wearing a considerably tighter fitting t shirt, very short tight cutoff. "Kathy wailed and groaned. But this time it was more in pleasure than in pain. Pete's cock continued to ram its way into her snatch. Her clit began to respond to the director's cock and started to throb and pulse once more. At the same time, Kathy was surprised to feel a growing pleasure radiating out of her ass-hole as Bob sank his rod deeper and deeper into her."Oh, it DOES feel good," Kathy gasped as she felt the producer's steaming balls rub against her soft, downy ass."Shit You're one hell. Not expecting to need to call or hear from anybody, I didn't even bring my phone. If I weren't overheated and drowsy, I'd be seriously scolding myself for leaving me at the mercy of some random stranger like you, who seemed nice enough, but still... You called a tow truck, and took the tow-trucker's advice for my uncooperative car to be taken to a local import repair shop. From your front seat, letting the air conditioning wash across me, I gazed through the windshield at my car being rolled.