As she waited, Boon dragging the belt over her chest, he clicked it in place, and tugged the belt, using it to snap over her breast. Circle glanced her way, narrowing her eyes as Boon took care of his plaything. Delson sat at the passengers seat, letting the driver take the wheel. Boon rested his hand on Mary's skirt, his fingers dragging up it up into her inner thigh, already on track to keep tempting fate while messing around with her. While he'd horn in between her legs, his other hand grabbed her seat belt, tugging the strap to make it put pressure on her teats.