A warm sensation ran through my body. I couldn’t believe she was flirting with me. Forgetting where I was, I let my imagination run loose and start...d thinking of her smooth tanned thighs. I wanted so badly to touch her skin. I could almost feel the softness under my fingertips as I trace my fingers up her calves, lingering behind her knees for a second, then crossing over to her inner thighs as they made their way to that tiny little piece of dark red silk. I bit my lip when, in my thoughts,. She lets go of my nipples and says: »Poor girl, so wet down there too!« In a swift move she is on her knees and tugs my shorts down, lets them fall to the floor. She adores my young pussy with obvious joy for a little while, but then she hangs one of my legs over her shoulders to create better access. I certainly could use a good clean-up down there, and she does it with her mouth! I close my eyes above the mounting arousal, I don't want to look too eager. She does a good job, I like to have my. She climbed up on the counter by the sink, pulled up her skirt. and spread her legs. Her shaved pussy was wet and glistening, lips parted. Knowing how much I loved it, she stuck two fingers into her wet pussy and moaned. My tongue soon joined her fingers as I licked her pussy lips and her clit, and she was cumming within minutes, pushing my face hard against her hot, wet hole. I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed her and bent her over the bathroom sink counter. I rubbed my cock along the crack. "Oh, yes, Eliza," he moaned, arching his back. "Let me cum all over those hooters."My eyes widened even more and watched his wood as it erupted. From one second to the next, the white stuff came out and went down on the floor. He twitched a few times, so I knew he felt the right sensation to go with his orgasm."Oh, yes, that's the spot," he moaned, coming up again.I immediately hid and tried to catch my breath. I knew I couldn't get my purse just yet, so I gave him a minute. Although, he didn't.