Her eyes are closed and her mouth slightly open as she tries to control her breathing. With my free hand I trace around her lips. She opens her mouth ...nd gently sucks the tip of my index finger. The finger is still salty from her juices and I am rewarded by the thought that she is turned on by her own taste. Her mouth around my finger conjures thoughts of it swallowing my cock – I shiver with delight.Meanwhile, down there I am still fingering her – enjoying her moistness. My middle finger is. .. the heavy, rhythmic pulse... the melodythat was always just out of reach. Lately, it was the only kind of musicthat relaxed him. Today, though, it was different. Today it made himhard.Dwain was surprised that his ride abruptly stopped, and another mandressed in a similar business uniform to his own entered, looking asconfused as he was. The strange way the man held his briefcase in frontof him made Dwain wonder if they shared the same problem like this wassome sort of magic boner bus. That. I gingerly gathered her in — you’d have thought I was a high school kid. I wanted to stick my hands under her blouse and rub her ass and grind my crotch against hers. Instead, I held her gently against me and kissed her — and it was just fine, I’ll have to admit. After we’d kissed a while and my tongue and hers were pretty familiar with one another, I pulled back, then leaned in to suck her neck some and I got a back rub and felt her pubic bone against the underside of my hardon. “Gawd!” Dawn. “What the fuck did you do to me? I’ve never cum like that in my life.”“You’re young. You should fuck more.”Jennifer sat on the seat next to me and was quiet for a minute. Then she started gathering her clothes and got dressed. She leaned over and kissed me and said “Thank you! I need to get going.” She hopped out of the Suburban and off she went.I pulled on my shorts and went in the back door of the bar. I could hear Kelly’s moans. I found her standing on the floor, bent at the waist laying on.