" 'Okay', 'Okay', I'll go along, 'cause I want you, too. But I thought we had already talked, on the way home, Monday." Let's just put it down to the ...fact that women like to talk." That's bullshit, and you know it." Start the car, and drive. I don't care where, as long as it's private, and quiet. I don't want to be interrupted, by anything."Mike started the car, and drove out of the parking lot, inland, toward the scrub and palmetto groves. After they left the built up area of the city, there. She wondered how many people had pleasured themselves in this back seat. At first, she thought that was gross, but then she got even more turned on by it. She tried to maintain a conversation with the driver and keep watch on if his eyes were on her or on the road. They were on the road.She let her hand rest in her lap and nervously touched her panties. They were damp from the orgasm she had in the bathroom. She closed her eyes and let her mind and body drift for a moment. When she opened them. You wanted me didn’t you?”“Every time I see you or dream about you.”After our extended lovemaking, we slept. I mean, we really slept.The women were chatting when I went to breakfast. Surprise!I had a fresh minty mouth that I didn’t like much, even though I rinsed well. Hanna came to me for her kiss. We went on. I’d never get tired of kissing those sexy lips. Karen held her mouth up and I gave her my best.“Thanks, I needed to feel human.” She paused. “Can you operate the grill? I’m feeling the. I made it a point to wear my tightest jeans and no shirt under a denim coat and wore a bandana. He let me in and asked me to sit down. He instantly wanted to jump me, but I told him to sit next to me...and watch. I pulled out my bulging cock and basically did my best Jeff Stryker; I started to dirty talk him and taunt him with my youthful pulsating body, slowly stroking my cock... He started to jerk off himself. This went on for minutes, while I breathily said; "You like my big cock? Huh? You.