I didn’t need gas, but there was no reason not to top it off. I watched as the stiff breeze flirted with their dresses.“If you two aren’t carefu...l, you’re going to give anyone watching a show,” I said.“We don’t care, do we, Kelly?” Jenny said.Laughing, Kelly turned around. She lifted her dress, flashing her almost naked ass at me. I laughed and said, “One out of two isn’t bad.” Jenny turned around, flashing me too.We crossed the Mackinaw Bridge at ten. Kelly and Jenny wanted to stop so they. . Come into the kitchen."She started to turn away, but I stopped her taking her hands again."Teresa, despite what you saw, there is nothing between me and Moira ... nor will there ever be."She looked at me for a long moment and simply nodded. Then we moved to the kitchen and she still held my hand.So that's how it started. There were no passionate kisses or falling into bed. That night I received a chaste kiss on the cheek as I departed. But it was enough to confirm I was interested, but that. She likes having her pussy stretched and filled. She not only wants to suck cock, she likes to be throat fucked. And she seems to be developing a desire for anal play. On this occasion, to begin I have her stand and lean forward slightly. I wrap my hands around one breast and pull it, and then have her use her hands to hold it while I wrap it with soft rope, tying it tight, then we repeat and tie the other. They are engorged and swollen, the nipples stick out like daggers. Once her lovely 34 DD. "Yep," he said. "I love fucking your tight little pussy. I could do this all day and I might." But don't you..." I began."Don't I care that you're not into it?" he asked. "Why should I? I don't love you. This is just sex. Isn't that what you told Jill? So I don't care whether you get off or not, as long as I do."He grabbed my hands and roughly pulled them up over my head and started just pounding on me like I was only a piece of meat. I recognized the look that he got on his face when he was.