You began to walk towards the opening of the elevator, but I put my left hand, my thumb still hot and slick with your juice, on your shoulder and stop...ed you, and I pressed the button for the twelfth floor with my right.Some people tried to enter the elevator, but I shook my head and shut the doors on them. Before the doors were fully closed my lips were crushing yours, and our tongues furiously slapping each other. Our breath came in short sharp gasps, and you grabbed my head with both hands. "The two of us were now linked in a side-by-side 69, hungrily sucking each other and rubbing our hands wildly over the other's taught, young body. We both came quickly at that point, but only after warning the other, so that our cum shot in hot spurts onto our own stomachs. Despite what we were doing, we were not brave enough to swallow just yet.Luckily, though, we were young -- and horny -- so we were both able to get hard again quickly, almost as quickly as we had cum, and we went right back. Then mum for the first time told him to stop in a pleading voice, 'My husband will be back shortly, you need to stop'He did, he was hard against her buttocks, all the way inside her, when he took her sweater and pushed it all the way up until her bared breasts popped out and he continued pushing it up her arms and over her head, leaving it there, he started humping again, mum was naked and muffled by her sweater.He was looking at me when he looked in through the window, 'Show me yours', he said. The curve of her breast, the hollow of her hip and the soft, yeilding flesh of her buttock, sometimes barely a brush, the merest of touches, sometimes a pulling, almost frantic grab that skirted the borders of pain and pleasure in her already turbulent mind. She did not sit motionless, passive. Her head responded to the pressure of his mouth, her tongue darting into his mouth and her hands joined in by slipping under his shirt, front and back, skimming the surface of his hot skin, a rake of.