Instinctively, I began to move my hips. He kissed me again, making me wetter and easing his movements. All I wanted is more. He hiked up my skirt entirely and pulled off my panties, "I just wan to see," he says. I'm not thinking, so I don't resist. He's kneeling before me in the front seat of his La Barron, my legs spread wide open with my dripping pussy in full view. He touched my clit, gently, with one finger while staring at me. It felt fantastic. He rubbed it a little harder vibrating it and I'm blown away. He paused, pondering something, looking me in the eye for a moment, then he dove under my skirt. I did not know that this was something people do. I did not know what the hell he was doing, all I knew was that it felt like nothing else in the world and I did I not want him to stop...