She sauntered over to the balcony which overlooked the Grand Canal, still busy with traffic and two huge cruise ships. I was reasonably certain that p...rched up on our top floor, no one would be able to spot the naked figure of my nubile lover. "Come and stand behind me, Nick" she instructed, unbuttoning my trousers and sliding my jockey shorts to the floor. "Nice and close!" She leaned over the stone balcony rail and poked her posterior out provocatively."Want to take me from behind?" What?. I need more and I cannot resist as I pinch firmly, feeling a shudder work through your torso into the greedy need of my desire. Your moan draws my attention to my hard cock, my bursting desire. I realise how hard I am and drag the sensitive tip of my cock through the wet, hot folds of your desire, until I lie throbbing against the burning heat of your clit. This feels orgasmic in itself, but not enough, not tonight. I grab your wrist forcing your hand onto your clitoris, as I arch my hips to. She was burning up, and he did his best to quench the fire with his juices.They spent a few minutes caressing each other and trading kisses. She considered a shower, really something that wasn't necessary, but symbolic. Instead she'd pulled on her skirt—no underwear!—and walked out to the bus with his come oozing down her legs. She consciously rubbed her thighs together, feeling the cool stickiness on her skin. She felt wicked and sexy at the same time.That was a far cry from the way she felt. "You really don't know? It's for a mom I'd like to, well, F, you know what that means, right?"Oh, my. Now I knew I still looked pretty good, never went to any lengths to hide my looks, I've rather enjoyed being attractive, even when I've gotten some looks from men, that's always felt pretty good. But I never thought teen boys would be ogling me. Shows you what I know."So these boys tell you that they would want to have sex with me?" Yeah, some do. Sorry, does that make you mad?"I laughed and.