I headed for some busier streets on my way to HWY 99. I was really getting turned on once I began sitting in traffic. I reached into my shirt and bega...n caressing my breasts and tweaking my nipples. I could feel my pussy getting wet. I figured it was now or never. I open the shirt. I continued fondling my boobs, as traffic started moving I slipped the shirt off my shoulders so I was on full display. When I reached HWY 99 I pulled into a grocery store parking lot and took the shirt off. What's your name?" I'm...James..." Hi James. We just moved in. I don't have any friends here...wanna be my first one?"I smiled and nodded. She spat in her hand and offered it to me. I must have looked confused because she said, "Spit in your hand, then we shake hands."I looked at my hand before reluctantly spitting in it and shaking hers. We've been best friends ever since. That was 20 years ago.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I got up grudgingly, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I sat up in my. Natalie gripped hold of the banister rail as she went down the stairs to use the toilet and then fell into the lounge at the bottom of the stairs. "Sarah's pissed as well," Tabitha muttered as Natalie threw herself into the sofa."I'she?" Natalie mumbled. "Twas New Year."Tabitha snarled and got up, offering the hungover Scottish girl a glass of water which was gratefully accepted. Tabitha returned from the kitchen with two tablets and a pint of water which Natalie gratefully took. "You heard. She let them come to her one at a time and take their turn missionary. When they came, they pulled out and left a little puddle of spunk on her stomach, which she wiped away with the bedsheet so that she was fresh for the next in line.As each one finished, he grabbed his clothes and got dressed.None of them got anywhere close to inciting the heat in her again. There was no chance she would come again.Tim was last. He hadn't undressed like the others: simply unbuttoned his shirt and pulled his.