’ ‘How?’ ‘By loving me – letting me see what sex can be like when it’s wanted.’ I exclaimed, lost for words, ‘Darling Martine!’ She ...dded earnestly, ‘I want to give myself to you completely, Pierre.’ I stroked her cheek tenderly then ran my open hand down the gentle slope of her bare shoulder. Her skin was soft, her body warm to the touch. ‘Are you sure?’ ‘With every fibre of my being!’ She pressed against me, nude, with youthful passion. We were lying side by side, facing each other, and I. I can see her thighs spreading and her arm lowering to her side, forearm and hand disappearing from my view as they reach down to her center. My own fingers itch and my middle pulses. I don't move, though. I can't, not without attracting his attention, I'm certain of it.Again there's a loud popping sounds as she pulls her mouth away, and then a slurp that raises goosebumps from the nape of my neck up to the crown of my head. “Tell me about the terrible things on your mind,” she says. “Look me. Mitch giggled to himself as an odd thought crossed his mind—he felt as if he were on a pogo stick—no, more like a jackhammer, he decided.Mitch was right. Tony had been on the verge. In just a couple of minutes, Tony pressed down on Mitch’s thighs, clamping them tightly with his hands, and driving his cock upwards, as deep inside as it could go. Mitch knew what was happening. He imagined he could vaguely feel the cum, hot and wet, filling his bowels, surrounding Tony’s cock in what little. We decided to leave before someone came and saw what we were doing. I didnt want her to have to keep the cum on her, so since I had on two shirts, I let her use one to wipe the cum off her face and chest. After we got ourselves together, we finished getting dressed, hopped in the front seats and headed home in satisfied silence.In our haste to find a secluded spot, we ended up on the other side of town, and as if that didnt help we were caught in rush hour, great. When we finally got back home.