As you watch my mouth, lips, and tongue softly kiss and caress your smooth inner thighs and still dew-covered lips, your eyes brighten. Before stoppin..., though, I run the tip of my tongue slowly but firmly across your heated lips, flicking your still hard clitoris before pulling away from your womanhood. A smile rests upon my lips as I watch you shudder at this parting touch. Night has descended over us, covering us in its dark and jeweled blanket. The cool air of late summer insulates us… for. ‘Not many guys have the guts to do that.’ ‘Well … there were special circumstances,’ I suggested. ‘You mean your wife?’ she asked with a raised eyebrow. ‘Ex-wife.’ ‘I’m sorry, that was thoughtless and inconsiderate of me,’ she said. ‘Not a problem. It was a bloodless parting.’ ‘And then you vanished.’ ‘Well, I don’t know about vanished. You found me,’ I laughed. ‘True. When I saw you at the restaurant last night, I was surprised. I thought you might have headed for some glamour spot like Las. "Oh fucking hell yes," I moaned arching my back, pushing myself harder into his grip and holding onto his semi-hardness as my cock exploded. ++ That episode with Peter frightened me. Everything had been so stimulating and all that we did had such a powerful effect on me. Undressing in front of him, his eyes on my cock, the feelings of his hands on my body, the light touches on my balls, between my legs and on my bum crease, me on my back almost, no not almost if I'm honest, totally, flaunting. It was forbidden. It was funny fun. ‘Let’s pretend we’re at the library this time and you’re the new librarian. You sit here and pretend you are reading a book,’ she said putting on a short skirt over her white panty. ‘Sounds good so far,’ he said watching her button a white blouse over her C cup breasts. ‘I’ll sit over here reading a book, while oblivious to everyone and everything around me and not realizing that I’m giving you a show of my panty.’ ‘Oh, kinky, I like it. I love up skirts..