As we kissed I squeezed her ass, then ran my tongue over her lips, down her neck, lightly kissed and nibbled her ear. "What do you want tonight, my l...ver?" she asked. "Tonight I want your pussy, I told her, " and I want to suck on your 'clit' until you cum." I want that,too, but first I want to give you something to always remember me by." With that she freed my cock and knelt in front of me, took my cock, wet with precum, into her mouth, and started deep throating me. As I looked down at. Her face was still heated. Her voice was quite soft. “Shh, Mr. Craig. Shh.”And then her lips replaced her finger – and it was as soft as her fingertip. Her tongue gently probed my mouth and I let myself lay back as she crawled onto the cot, which squealed and groaned under both of our weight. Despite her youth, Cynthia proved to be quite an excellent kisser. Her hands cupped the sides of his head, caressing down to his shoulders, keeping herself upright with her knees alone as she kissed and. They were heading north-east through Essex past Brentwood, and Charlotte, finally warm and comfortable, fell asleep.The man gently shook her awake as they entered Chelmsford. It took Charlotte a while to come fully to her senses and then she remembered where she was and how she had got here. She was acutely aware of her body odour, which she had tried to disguise with perfume until it had ran out two days ago.“Where are we going?” she asked.“There,” the man pointed to an imposing structure that. And do you mind taking your hands off of my boobs? They feel good but I gotta get inside." I said. He smiled but he continued touching me. He probably was trying to turn me on enough to let him in but no, I didn't let him.We spent the next few minutes kissing and him enjoying second base. Yes, at my doorstep. The guy let me touch him. He ended up masturbating while sucking on my tits. It was good. "Come on, Jess. It's just lunch." Shereen was bugging me now. I knew she wouldn't stop so I said.