He asked me to WhatsApp him if I liked it.I felt intrigued by this gentleman and messaged to his number. He saw my WhatsApp profile pic and replied ba...k how cute I looked. He did not waste any time and asked me if he could come and pick me for the evening. I was feeling horny and afraid because this is the first time I ever attempted to do something like this. I replied in affirmative, and he told me to be near a local supermarket parking lot at 6 pm.I took a shower, changed into my casual. Slowly seductively I unbutton his fly, unzip him, and reach a hand into his briefs where I can feel him hard and wanting. Feeling him this excited makes me want him so badly. I begin to stroke his cock looking around to make sure no one is watching. The coast is clear. He moans in pleasure as I work him better, harder, faster. I look around again and with the coast clear I slide down out of my chair onto the floor until I’m on my knees between his legs under the table. He takes a ragged breath. “Was it good?” I asked keeping up the fingering of hercunt.“Yes it was good” she moaned “only he had me with meback against the wall; leg up resting on stool andlooking into my eyes as he shoved two fingers in andout of my fanny.” she sighed remembering it all toowell as it only happened twenty minutes ago. “He hadhis friends stood around watching over his shoulderwhile he did it to me. I looked at them all wishingthat one of them would pluck up the. But I feel bad that I never told you. It never was the right time to talk about that trip, for some reason. And then it just seemed, well, awkward, to talk about something that happened so long ago, when it wasn’t even a big deal. But I’ve realized that I had to tell you. It’s not that anything happened. But we did have a ... connection of some kind.”I paused, taking a deep breath. “And honestly, it’s been so confusing to me.”“Confusing?” she echoed.I let my hand stroke the wonderful curve of.