As I spurted several streams of white come onto the carpet Molly smiled, inserted a finger all the way up her lovely pussy and closed her eyes. Una...le to move, my legs too weak to stand yet, I watched as she rubbed vigorously, screwed up her features, held her breath and eventually relax as she came. Her finger stayed right inside her pussy. "Mmmm, that was lovely," she smiled when her eyes opened. "You did so well. That was so hot to watch." Molly stood up from the seat and. I answered "I loved it, you can take me any time you want me".Then she said "I've got a little surprise for you but you've got to be a good boy to get it. Just spread your arms and legs out, close your eyes and relax. It will feel a bit funny while I'm getting it ready, but I promise you'll love it. But you must keep your eyes closed. Promise?"I promised. I felt her hands on my ballsack and immediately went as hard as rocks as she massaged me. Then I felt a slight squeezing, first on one ball,. A man was playing his trombone on a shaded bench, just fifty yards or so from us. Another played the trumpet further on. The afternoon heat sent trickles of beaded sweat down the center of my back, my white shirt soaking up the moisture. I took one last draw on my cigarette and dropped it on the sidewalk, crushing it underfoot. She smoked hers slower. In silence we walked past the old lady that was always there, feeding the pigeons, through the square and onto Rampart street. Slowly making our. ”She started to get up but I held her tight. “Sweety, you are my breakfast.” I said and immediately latched my mouth on her tit. Anita laughed and reached down to hold my already stiff cock starting to stroke it. I moved, turning my body to not only bring my face to her pussy but to bring my cock near her face. As my tongue made it’s first trip along her smooth slit, I felt her cover my cock head with her mouth. We mutually pleasured each other in a slow deliberate way, but she still had a hair.