There were blotches of sperm on her breasts, and the stuff was dripping from her abused cunt.The Boss gathered up her ripped blouse and bra, piss-stai...ned skirt (which had somehow ended up in one of the urinals) and piss-soaked panties. “I think it’s time to go home,” she said calmly.As soon as we were back in the car, The Boss sat in the back, legs spread, rubbing herself, still covered in the product of male satisfaction. I watched her satisfy herself over and over in the rear view mirror. I. She moaned and pressed my dick in a sudden reaction.We shared a smile and then I started fingering her. She was responding with low controlled moans. I couldn’t resist myself after those sounds and her facial expression that I kissed her lips for a second.She was shocked and looked at me with big eyes and a naughty smiling face. I said that it is gradually becoming impossible for me to resist. To this, she replied, “Who has told you to resist yourself??” And then we french kissed each other for. I gently feel down first on the slip then pulling it up and stroking the tights, I am so hard underneath. Pre cum has already soaked through both thin pairs of pants. I put my hand down inside the tights. I rub myself through her dirty panties. Try to hold off. I tell myself. Lay still and relax, V I wish you were here, not to see me like this, but right now I would love to be putting my tongue inside your sweet pussy. I remember the vibrator then I reach for it from under the pillow. This. "BITCH TELL ME YOU LIKE THE WAY I SLAM MY COCK INTO YOUR FUCKING PUSSY! TELL ME NOW TAMMY! YOU WANTED A GOOD FUCKING ,WELL HERE IT IS! IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS!" Tammy began to whimper. She was like a lost puppy who didn't know where it's home was or who it belonged to. Her cunt was numb from the visious pounding of the rubber dick and Sasha really knew how to work a cock.Her movements were making Tammy soaking wet. She began to meet each stroke as Sasha banged her swollen cunt.