"That's my clit," she explained, "and when I wanta get off, I just rub myself there – like this."

She started rubbing her stiff middle finger up and down her clit. Ben got excited out of his mind watching her play with herself. Then she took his hand and showed him how to do it.

Her clit was sizzling hot, slick with juice, and throbbing. She showed him just what speed and pressure she wanted on her horny little joy button, then let go and allowed him to solo.

"Ooooooo, yeah," she gurgled, "that's just right. Now let's get each other off."

"I'm for that," Ben groaned.

He could have come a dozen times in the last half hour, and he was more than ready now. His middle finger was squeezed between the hot juicy lips of Nancy's virgin pussy, and he was working it stiffly up and down, stimulating her greedy clit. She gurgled and squealed with pleasure as he frigged her, and soon she'd soaked his finger with molten cream.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, Ben," she panted, "keep doing it to me, don't stop."

Meanwhile she'd fisted his rock-hard young cock and was pumping it like crazy. Thick streams of juice dribbled from his piss hole and ran down to wet her fingers, making her pumping slick and fast. That hot eager pumping was really getting to him, and so was the incredible fact that he actually had his hand on Nancy Taylor's naked pussy. No other guy in school could make that boast.

"Am I doing this right, Ben?" she panted.

"Yeah, it's great," he groaned. "How about you? Is this feeling good to you?"

"Wonderful," she moaned, "just keep doing it."

The car echoed with their moaning and panting, and Ben watched the window steam up till he couldn't see a thing outside. Nancy's fist was tight and juice-slick around his engorged prick, and he was working his stiff finger steadily over her throbbing wet clit. He glanced at her face and saw that it was contorted with lust. His face must have looked the same way.