"With that, he left the bedroom leaving his wife speechless."So you bring me out here to watch your uncle and your cousin play basketball? I thought y...u said we were going to check out some guys." Angela was complaining as they took a seat at one of the park benches.Marissa spotted her cousin and waved at him and then waved at her uncle. "So my cousin and uncle aren't guys?"Angela rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean. I thought we were here to scope out single men that aren't related to you. She leaned her head back against my chest, and rested her head against mine. I then moved one hand downward, and snuck a hand against her mound. She moved her hips forward which I took as a sign that she was ok with where my hand was. I then was able to lift her dress so that I could sneak my hand against her pussy. I rubbed my middle finger against her clit, and pushed it inside. Boy was she wet! She started to move her hips in a circle, clearly enjoying this new feeling. As the music kept. ‘Is that a yes?’ No answer. Mary frowned. John wasn’t one for cute little games when it came to sex, at least since she had known him. He was always direct and vocal about his wants and desires. Mary ran her fingers over the glass and decided to play along. She could play just as hard to get as he could, if not harder. She smiled devilishly and tapped the glass. ‘I guess you don’t want me to suck you off, then?’ she sighed, still keeping her breasts pressed against the glass. John made no. Placing my other hand on his thigh as well, I gently began sliding them up, opening up his legs as I did, letting me arrange myself between them. This gave me a perfect position with his legs on both of my hips. Steadily I slid my hands further up his thighs, stopping as my hands met his hips about an inch from his cock, which was rock solid by now.A slight moan following by, “Yes,” escaped from his mouth.Holding my hand in place on his thigh, “Should I continue?”“Please,” he replied.Fulfilling.