Thumbing A Ride, A Dark-haired Beauty Bares Her Chest

“Hey handsome,” a voice said, “I’ve been looking for you.”
I turned, and Denise stood, shading her eyes and looking up at me. XXX “Hello?” came a soft female voice at the other end of the phone. “Yes, Miss Vanderhoff?” I said, displeasure hidden as best as possible from her. It was a 9, not a 4. Her pussy felt so good cradling my stiff member the way it was. I could see suntan lotion as well as a few odds and ends. At first, I felt a tinge of jealousy, but when Denise climbed into my lap while I was paying attention to Shelly and Joe, I suddenly found myself facing a pair or well shaped breasts. I figure if you are calling me this early,” she turned and smiled at me, making me nervous, “that you have lost your job at the place you worked.”
I nodded to her, and she turned back to the road.