You hold me tight as we stand on the escalator, descending into the hot maelstrom of commuters, shoppers and tourists, all fighting to get to wherever...it is they are going. I feel your hands stroking my bum. I know from the text messages that you have been sending me that you’ve been feeling horny all day, and wanting to have me. They have made me feel sexy too, and I have been rubbing myself through my thin jeans all afternoon whenever I am able. Now your sensual touch starts to make me feel. Will you do that again? Please?" "Unh, Eileen..." "Please?" she repeats, kneeling and removing her panties. She kneels with her legs spread. "It felt so good." "Ohhhhh God Eileen," I moan, reaching my hand between her slender legs to touch her cunny again. My fingertip slips between her lips, finds her soft clit. "you feel so nice," I tell her. "Ummmmm..." she moans as I fondle her. I help her move over to straddle me, look up into her open cunt. I lick her cherry again, then her clit. Her teen. Looking around the room, she noticed everyone else still asleep, but beginning to stir. She could smell bacon and eggs cooking in the kitchen, figuring that Aunt Judy was up, Sarah threw some clothes on and wandered out to the kitchen, making enough noise that everyone else in the room began to open their eyes. Gail, knowing her cunt was cleanly shaven, and not wanting anyone else to know, quickly slipped her skirt up over her hips and under then night shirt. Ginny and Mary fumbled around. She was wearing clothes that fit her body and showed all of her curves. And her hair was down, long and beautiful. Tight jeans, tight two piece top, and heels, why would a mom wear those clothes and heels to walk her child to the bus? I was about to find out. As the bus pulled away she looked at me and waved. I turned toward her and rode over. She said, “It is good to finally meet you, I noticed you all three times you were nearby.” “My name was Kim, she said. As I started to walked my bike.