”Jessica called down, “Only because you won’t let me wear thong panties and you have more pubic hair than I do.”Gabrielle just smiled at me an... climbed up high enough so that I could see up her skirt. She used one hand to hold onto the ladder while she used the other hand to lift the back of her pleated skirt. She was indeed wearing thong panties only the G-string kind with a tiny thread running up the crack of her fine ass and barely any material covering her pussy from what I could see. Oh. I couldn't help but think, "I'm surprised that she didn't put a towel down cuz this is starting to get messy." But alas, it didn't seem like she cared because after choking herself, she sort of eyed up my penis and stroked me off then holds my penis steady and spits on it from a distance and she takes that spit and starts to corksrew with her hands up and down my shaft for a minute, sometimes working her mouth in as well. She then puts her left hand under my balls, shoving them up and the right. Our fingers and lips telegraphed our love for each other. But tonight wasn't about love just raw sex.I put the tip of my tongue into her ear just to hear her giggle and kissed her neck. I sucked on her neck like I was going to leave a hickey but just worked my tongue against the skin through my lips. It had the same effect. I was rewarded with a soft moan. It also started me making lube. I could feel my self getting slippery and my clit throbbed.I went to her lips and we began a tongue battle,. "It was empty when we arrived," said Jeanette sweetly. "It's ours now. Run along and bother someone else."The man's face turned red in anger and his hands tightened on the glasses he was holding. The woman beside him glared at Corey looked at the man and saw his nostrils flare as he took in a deep breath."Is there a problem here?" asked a rich, melodious voice from behind Corey.Corey spun around. A tall, beautiful woman was standing behind him. She was dressed in a skin-tight, leather Catwoman.