She grabs a beer with the other hand and never loosing attention on me, she cracks open her beer, tilts back and takes a large swig down. My hand reac...hes over and she spreads her legs, my hand runs over her twat, I can feel the warmth, she is obviously very ready. My two middle fingers begin pressing against her, massaging her, she lets out a small moan. Her fingers work their way to my zipper and slide down slowly, she guides her hand in my jeans and into my boxers, two fingers loop around my. I kept on playing with her tits until I sensed she wanted more. ‘Do you want your pussy played with too?’ I asked her. ‘Oh, you know I do!’ she moaned to me. I pushed her back against the seat and she drew her knees up, one on the back of my seat and the other on the back of Tom’s. This position left her cunt spread wide open right in between the seats. I reached down and slid my finger inside her overheated slot and started pumping it in and out. I was finger fucking her good and . Maureen, the Pussy Wetting (production) manager, a true redhead, had a dreamy look in her eyes. She had a tough time applying lipstick to her smiling red lips. The daisy chain with the other two must have given her a lot of pleasure. I’ve never seen such a serene look on her face. Prudence, the secretary of The Pussy Power Company, with the body of a porn star and the brains of a fish, walked up to me. We stood nipple-to-nipple, face-to-face. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear: ‘She is. I often kid her about trading her maidenhead for a coke and a cheeseburger. We dated mostly by mail with a three-day pass and thirty days leave before I was sent to South East Asian. Sometimes the making out was heavy and I believe I got her rocks off in the back seat of my cousin’s car. About every time we had a make out session I would leave with the blue balls and in great pain. It was around this time I fell in love with the shy blond teenager and proposed she said yes and I put my ring on.