I couldn't help myself. I had to touch you, too. I reached into your skirt, covered your hand with mine and buried my longest finger instantly into yo...ur pussy. Your skirt fell open enough for the cab driver to see almost all of your leg. Your skirt only managed to cover our hands. Your mouth was matching the strokes on your clit. I added a second finger to the heat of your cunt and moved in time to this erotic drumbeat. I was somehow able to notice the cab was moving quite slowly and looked up. I pulled over and phoned the office to say I would be going straight home that evening. Looking into the back of the van I could see her body straining as she whimpered, only then did I realise her rib cage was resting on a metal pedal clip which had torn her jersey, her face was lying on the chain and the bottom of the front forks appeared to be jammed into her crotch. I felt shame as all I did was curse her "shut up, fucking shut up". I recalled a disused quarry by a wooded river at the. "Molly has stepped out." Mmmhmm," she confirmed. Molly had indeed, stepped out."I want to see you," said Albert. "I want to take you to dinner. Infact, it's too early for dinner. I want to see you now. I'll meetyou for a drink first. Are you near 'The Admiral Byng'?"Mmmhmm," she confirmed."I'll be there in 1 hour," he said. "I am sure that you can keepshopping until then."Oh yes. She could.***She decided that she would be late. Albert Setter was waiting outsidethe pub looking for her. . Voluntarily I opened up my legs to give him more access. With my hands I took hold of his cock. He asked whether I am ready to suck it. I said yes. He gave his cock into my mouth. I took three fourths of it into my mouth and rotated my tongue around it.Prakash was slowly fucking me in my mouth which I too enjoyed. Finally he shot his cum into my mouth in powerful spurts which choked me. He got up and allowing time to get composed, he went to the cunt and was trying to insert his cock in my.