My speed was a little faster than hers so I slowly crept up on her. As I closed in, I heard the sound of her stereo system blasting over the wind nois...e. The music must have covered the sound of the Jeep, because there was no reaction as I drew along side the lady. To my delight, the lovely lady seemed to have other things on her mind. Her skirt was pulled up and her hand was busy frigging her pussy inside her panties, keeping time with the beat of the music. It looked like she was having a ball. Then again, maybe this had been weighing on her too. Perhaps having some closure was a huge relief.“All right, let’s forget about it,” I agreed slowly.“So are you meeting Lara soon, or do you want to go on a ride?”“I’m meeting her in about twenty minutes.”Carmen stood and pulled me up. “Come on, we’ll be back by then.”“Where are we going?”“Just to that ride there,” she pointed.We got on a short line for an old ride. Neither of us spoke until we boarded. It was a floating boat that went through. While our tongues were busy wrestling with one another, he pulled us back up to our feet and without breaking our kiss he lifted me deftly with my legs spread apart. I felt my back against the wall first then I felt the tip of his cock head at the entrance of my twice fucked pussy. I began to get excited as I knew what was to happen next. In one swift move he slipped his cock – all of him – inside my waiting pussy, burying himself to the hilt and filling me at last. He made a couple of pumping. His body was like a statue, a paragon of rippling perfection, and the smile on his face had the serenity of an angel’s combined with the tantalizing sexual mischief of a servant of Beelzebub. ‘Hello,’ I said, my breath nearly catching in my throat. ‘And who might this be touching me.’ ‘Aw, shit,’ said the gorgeous piece of manhood. He turned on his heel and walked away. I had inadvertently discovered one of the rules of Sniders little soirees. One was perfectly free to indulge oneself in.