Tongues dancing in one another's mouth, hands touching everywhere and my picking her up and placing her on the hood of the Mustang wasn't something I ...planned. I just did it instinctively. And she wasn't resisting. I pulled her swim bottoms off and placed two fingers inside her vagina. She was certainly wet and enjoying every second of it. She was loud instantly. I had another screamer on my hands. As she was getting close to climax she began stroking my cock again, only this time she was going. My eyes search the unfamiliar room trying to piece together, how I got here or who you were. Any information would have been welcomed. “Good Morning,” you whisper gruffly in my ear and I get a flashback to last night. I was dancing on a chair at a random party and you grab me as I step down. Pulling me close to you, we begin kissing like crazy as our bodies sway to the music. Your hands reaching up my dress. “Come with me,” you say in that gruff sexy voice. Still unsure about how I got here,. "Décor." TJ Hobson. Scramble as per direction." Done." We somehow have a friend in common?" Alastair Wollaston and his past boss." Ah." I was Alastair's tutor at Oxbridge and we've kept in contact ever since — by surface chip would you believe? Long winded but very secure. We scroll in Ancient Egyptian and speak obscurely and indirectly. We realised we were of mutie heritage; he's Argyll, as you know, but I'm from another line ... Hmmm. I think we had best have a meet. You are free now?" Yah.". It struck me as very lucky that I’d put a towel under her arse earlier, and for just such an event! I lifted my lips from her clitoris and sat back upright. Jenny and Ruth were still kissing vigorously, Ruth was now fondling Jenny’s breasts and tugging her nipples firmly as Jenny wriggled her hips, pushing her own pussy back into the bed-sheet and moaning loudly.Suddenly from outside the bedroom door we heard high heels clicking, and then my mother’s voice queried if we were okay, and was Ruth.