..” she said. Her voice was shaky. Leaning over I kissed her. We ended up making out before she took her dress off. She climbed over the seat after pulling my dick out of my pants. She sat down on my dick, bucking her hips. Her pussy was soaking wet. We did a quickie. After she came a few times she slid back over to her seat. Things were more calm now, she was relaxed. We got to Barts house and pulled into the driveway. It was night and he lived in the country. Solitaire wasn’t worried about someone seeing her. She got out naked and put her dress back on. Bart opened the front door and walked out of the house, “Did I miss something?” He said jokingly. I got out and adjusted my shirt, I had a big wet spot in my pant crotch area from Solitaire riding me, it was dark so Bart didn’t see it. I shook Barts hand, and introduced him to Solitaire. She walked up to him giving him a hug. He said he enjoyed how nice she smelled, and how long her hair was. He took a step back to admire how she. “Ever since that dam phone call mom had been barking orders to the cook and the maid saying that they had to get the house in order because her fair haired b*****r was coming home.” She thought as she pulled her new red sports car into the airport parking lot. Eighteen year old Anita looked stunning as she walked through the airport. Her five foot six inch frame at one hundred five pounds always turned heads when ever she entered a room, not to mention her long flowing red hair and soft green eyes that could get what ever she wanted when ever she wanted it. Wearing a black mini skirt that showed off her long tan legs, with a white tank top and no bra, that revealed her perfect thirty-four inch tits. As she made her way to gate 511, flight 616 had arrive on time and as people begin to pass through the gate she looked for a face that she might recognize. Anita was about to give up and go to the ticket counter to ask for help when a tell well build man caught her eye. He was leaning up.
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