They greeted the driver, and touching the brim of their caps in salute.One of the young men appeared to be in charge of dispensing gasoline. He would ...take the credit card from the driver, and swipe it through the reader. Then he would start to fill the car. While it was filling, he would return the card to the driver before going over to another car to check the pump. He kept moving all of the time.The other young man went from car to car washing the windows. He even checked the air pressure on. Whenever I was round there I would flirt with Carole, my mind racing about how I would have liked to have been balls-deep in her pussy. She was average height, with perky tits, fantastic legs, dark hair and eyes, and a naughty smile. One day, Anne and Carole were at work and I was home alone, horny as hell. A thought occurred to me, and with my cock absolutely rock hard, I went into Carole's bedroom and went through her laundry basket looking for her dirty underwear. It was all there - little. Once the ice was broken, we had this conversation manytimes. And the more she resisted, the harder I pushed.At first all I’d had in mind was for her to put onsomething sexy at home, and maybe, once in a while,initiate sexual activity. In the end, I’d gotten lostin a bizarre wilderness of fantasies that involved herdressing like a slut and going out and acting like onewith other men. The odd thing about it is that once in a while shewould almost cooperate, especially when we were out. But parts of my pantyhose are in the way. Frustrated he tears them, freeing my buttocks and thighs. Grabbing my thighs and pulling me towards him again, his tongue is soon buried deep in my cleft, licking, cleaning, eating me. I feel a bit embarrassed knowing I'm soaking him with our juices and try to pull away, but he has me in a grip of steel. His tongue is magic though, circling my clit, plunging deep, and soon I forget my unease and ride his exploring tongue. In front of me I see his.