I licked round her hips and the inside of her thighs. I ran my hands over her stomach again because I knew she liked it and caressed the inside of her...arms with the tips of my fingers. To which she gave a another low groan and called my name. “Kate, don’t dare stop.” she said gazing at me with a smile. God, … she was really turning me on … I reckoned I wouldn’t be able to stop seeing Jane now. We were indulging in a little forbidden fruit before going back to real life. But maybe this was. Nobody else in the bar could see what I was doing as I massaged her pussy lips gently through the material with my fingertips, finding that her snatch was already soaking wet. She must have been having the same thoughts I was having all along. She let her left hand fall to the bulge in the front of my jeans and rubbed my cock and balls through the fabric. She leaned into my ear again.“Want to take me home?” “You know I do, Cheryl, but I’ve got the bike and you just have that little skirt. Christopher’s hands began to trace her stockings from her knees up along her thighs wrapping his hands around her hips as her dress stretched taught along his forearms. His kisses gradually moved up to her left shoulder, then her neck, and on to her succulent lips with flitting probes as they tasted each others passion. While engaged in this lustful parlance, Angie could feel her dress ascending her frame as she began yawing to the background music of the Bee Gees’ Saturday Night Fever aided by. So it’s 9:30, alright, I'd better hurry...I sprinted up to the third floor, having spent most of last year in our ROTC class helped me build some muscle, not much, I have a 6 pack, but other than that I have a somewhat small frame, it doesn't show but I could bench 200 easy, which shockingly isn't even a dent compared to Jack being able to bench 680, damn.... he's like a 21-Ton Giant in human form. As I got to the third floor I looked around, most of the rooms have been re-arranged from last.