“Hey!” I ignore the strange man’s voice. ‘Just keep walking,’ I think. “Hey, lady,” the stranger calls again. ‘Don’t stop,’ I c...n hear his steps behind me, following me. I start to move faster, as I reach for my cell phone in my purse. As I pull it out of the bag a strong hand grabs my shoulder. I flinch away from the unexpected contact and turn to defend myself. “You dropped your notebook,” the man says holding out my worn journal with a kind smile. “Oh, thank you,” I stammer. “You’re. I looked over and saw a sleepy Felicita smiling. ‘I like what you are doing, with both of your hands,’ she said, suppressing a yawn. I felt a little embarrassed that she had caught me. Embarrassed that I was fondling her in her sleep, and that I had been masturbating. She didn’t seem to mind, because the next thing she did was push the covers off the bed so she could watch. She looked up at me. ‘Would you cum in my mouth?’ she asked. Who was I to deny such a request from a beautiful young. She was lying with her eyes closed shy or whatever.I opened her puss lips to get a glimpse of what was inside. Inside I found that she had a very pink meat. Her pussy was pinkish and was shining due to the wetness. I had spread her legs her hair were spread and so were her fair thighs., In the centre was I opening her pussy with my fingers and examining her pink inner meat closely.Her inner pussy has small white streaks which were the normal vaginal cleaning and it was slimy. Insider her pink. By the time we'd ordered our meal, we were chatting easily, and her nervousness was gone. I kept to safe topics, avoiding her child, her past boyfriends, and anything that would (falsely) indicate that I expected to be having sex with her tonight.For her part, she seemed just slightly guarded, but I attributed that to a painful history she wasn't ready to share. More than once I looked up from my plate to find her looking at me with love in her eyes. I'd always liked her, but this was the first.