"I know baby," she fluttered with all the confidence of a sexual butterfly, wildly comfortable and graceful in the power of her demeanor.

She fingered me longer and harder and I moaned louder. We were getting sweaty. She rolled the windows down and continued. Little did I know, but there was a blonde slut in the car right next to ours that was being pounded up against the window, and because they had a taller SUV, they could see my ass through the half-open window, and could see Bridget fingering me, though thankfully in the dark we were only shadows. Bridget would tell me this story much later on. About...