"What do you think?" I asked him. I already knew as he adjusted the crotch of his sweatpants that suddenly seemed tighter."So how do you like your lit...le present?" I itched near my pussy with the handle of my spoon. God shaving itches!"Let me show you how much!" He walked over to me and grabbed my bare waist pulling me closer to the edge of the stool. He got down on his knees in front of me and buried his face in my crotch. I rested my feet on his bare back as he began to swirl his tongue. Kelly let out a sigh, feeling the length of my shaft. My hands were feeling all over her panties on her ass. She kind of turned on her side, looking towards me, starring into my eyes with the “Fuck Me!” look. With every thrust I felt elastic of my panties slide across my ass. The feeling was so hot. I had one hand on Kelly’s ass, guiding her against my cock and I had my other hand feeling my own ass. The feel of the soft fabric, watching her eyes roll up into her head, seeing her bite her. The Antiguan blend please.”Charlie turned his back to us and started making the coffee.“Do you come here often?” I asked.“Almost every day.” She set her bag on the bar. “I still can’t believe that today is the first time you’re having coffee. Where are you from?”“Newcastle upon Tyne.” I didn’t have to lie about that. Names of places never changed, only the people did.“Really? But you don’t have a British accent. In fact, you have no accent at all.”“Thank you.” I felt proud - those months of. This is her first time at auction and the routine is new and confusing to her. The buyers know what is coming next though and the crowd drop to silence again as they await the bull. The wait is prolonged as he fails to show for first thirty seconds, then a minute, then another minute. The crowd don't utter a word and the tension grows thicker than a hot summers night. Then the crowd lean forward as one when the bull is pulled into the arena. He is reluctant, clearly exhausted and uninterested.