Her panties lay on the couch next to me, my hand reaching around to finger her pussy again. “Don’t forget to keep moving, Kitten.” I laugh again... as she remembers to keep bouncing in my lap. My cock buried deep up her asshole.Things escalated pretty quickly after I started prying into her previous sex life. One moment I had her admitting some of her dirty secrets to me, the next she started lubing up my dick with her spit. She’s a sexual deviant, but has never gotten to truly express it. And all. I didnt know what she meant at the time. She got the drinks from the coolers and we went to go pay. It wasnt easy hiding the boner I had from the clerk, even though I was sure he checked her out when we were leaving. We got back into the car. She told me that she knows this good spot. Me being clueless, I had no idea what she was talking about. But as soon as she put her hand on my bulge, and never took it off mid drive, I was starting to realize what she meantShe pulled into this massive. As I was doing so I could see more and more of his cock, and he was going just as fast, only his fist was hitting the ridge of his tip and going back down the shaft...I questioned him, and showed him my technique, which we saw, and tried...he said it was too dry to do it, so he spat on his palm, and used it to help things...I'm guessing there was some precum there too, because I know I was getting wetter....we were both loud now, making a real wet slopping noise as we both wanked our cocks. Hes just nearly perfect to me. After we hug, he tells me hes having a party tonight. So, heres the thing. He always has parties when his parents are at their dates. But, hes always with his girlfriend. It upsets me all the time.. I want him.. Cant he just realize that? That night, I get ready for the party, wearing a dress a little above thigh, with flowers on it, strapless. And my bikini under it. My hair is straight, with a few hair extensions to give it a little more layered look, and high.