Adams, if you tell me what my dad thought about the pictures, I might just show you the real thing, would you like that?” What? Was Beth coming on t...o me? Did she just say that she would let me see her naked if I told her what Sam thought about the pictures? At this stage I knew that how I answered this question was going to change my life. I could get up and end the conversation and tell Sam or I could tell Beth what me and her father did while looking at pictures of her and her friend naked.. This smelt wonderful right to the back of my throat. I looked out from my book and down slightly. There was a very beautiful face looking back at me. She was stunning, aged fortyish, dark brown hair with eyes you could dive right into. My throat went dry, but shyness and British reserve took over and I said nothing. The next stop arrived and the surge pushed in. The lady had turned around to face the onslaught and was pushed tight, arse against my crotch. Calm down, I thought, you have. I lay her down in the back and put my cock into her pussy. She moans in pleasure, her toes curl backwards. She begs for it harder. As I start pumping it harder someone walks past and ruins the moment. The passers-by realises what is happening in the back of the car and decides to come over. This unerves the slut and she tries to cover her body up. She looks over to me in panic and asks for help.The thought of someone watching me fuck her made me more horny. I told her to relax and enjoy the. Still, the snuggling together produced its own results. They held hands and leaned against each other. Dawn found Mandy's legs enticing, peeking from under her skirt. When they reached the first destination they both stepped from the cab, Dawn paying the driver and tipping him generously since he wouldn't be going on to the second stop. They stepped through the door of Mandy's apartment. The moment she closed the door behind them, Dawn was in her arms. The kiss, broken at the club's dance.