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I was never turned on by a woman before, but the feeling was quite enjoyable. I knew I was wet and I had the most wonderful cravings. My imagination was running wild as I watched her dance of seduction. I looked up as she turned her head to watch me. Her hair had fallen over one eye, and, at that moment, I knew I would do whatever she asked of me. She was smiling as she kept rotating her hips. I watched as she started to lower the band of her thong. At the same time, she was bending over pushing her ass closer to my face. As she moved her hip to the left, she lowered the right side. Then she did the same as she shifted to the right. The thong pulled from between her ass as she slowly pulled it down. When it cleared her hips, she let it drop. She stayed bent over, pushing her ass closer to me. "Don't you want to feel it?" she asked. I could not take my eyes of the crack between her ass cheeks. It was separated and I could see the opening. I looked lower and I could barely see her. As Brian turned in his seat to talk mostly with Marla, her legs opened a little more. I saw her butt wiggle a little in her seat. Marla was now starting to see what I meant by Brian being turned on. Each time she’d catch him glance she’d get a bit wetter. But whenever Brian thought I was looking at him he'd look forward quickly. Each time Brian would turn to say something to me, Marla opened her legs just a little bit wider. By Brian’s reaction I knew he now had the best view of Marla’s swollen, wet and probably glistening pussy that he’d seen so far. Marla started to get really into this. I pulled my mirror down to get a full view of what he saw I didn’t care if it was obvious at that point. God she was so sexy and so was the situation.“Take a right here,” Brian said.As I turned I looked in the rear-view mirror and I saw Marla tease me by quickly pushing her finger in and out of her pussy. She would part her pussy lips a little, then swirl her moist fingers around her clit and lips.
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