Joanna's day and night with Tania xxx

We drove on down the Street once more. It was now about eleven and the cars were now cruising practically in convoy. There were loads of girls out now and both Tania and myself were ogling the girls and wanking ourselves off. Several were quite ordinary, with just jeans and skimpy tops, some were older and past their best but sprinkled amongst them was the occasional stunner. One particular girl, quite young, probably still in her teens, tottering on the highest platform heels of the night, was wearing a black mini skirt and stockings with suspenders, that was so short that you could easily see her little white panties. For a top she had on a short denim jacket with just a white half-cup bra on underneath. I could tell that both Tania and myself were turned on as the tightness and frequency of both our hands wanking each other increased!! She wasn’t tarting herself for long as the car in front pulled in and with little conversation, got into the car. One particular girl was absolutely stunning. She was white, in her early twenties, brunette and wearing a black leather basque top, her enormous D size breasts exploding out of what was clearly a B size basque. She had on a mimiscule black mini skirt, sheer black hold-ups and red patent heels to die for. “How do you fancy fucking that?” inquired Tania. “Yes please” I replied but before we could pull along side her the car in front of us stopped and we watched as she lent into the drivers window, her skirt riding up even further exposing the briefest of brief red thong and the tightest of asses. A deal was obviously done as she slipped into the passenger seat and the car pulled away.

“Fuck”. I really fancied her”. I cried. “If we do pick one up Joanna what do we want to do with her” asked Tania. “How do you fancy fucking me as I take her?” I asked. “Yes that sounds nice. We’ll have to find somewhere secluded though where we can get out of the car”. “How about the lay-by where we left my car?” I suggested. “It should be petty deserted by now”. We were now both searching for the sort of girl that we wanted. We passed several that were too old, too young or not dressed tartily enough for us.