"Ooooo," she exclaimed bucking her bottoms against my hand.I continued to press her clit and slowly moved my fingers into her wet choot and started to...finger fuck her. When I drew my finger outwards she raised her choot to keep the finger from withdrawing.She continued to moan with pleasure while I finger fucked her. After a while she took hold of my cock and tried to pull me on top of her. I mounted her but did not attempt to enter her choot. Instead, I rubbed my lund up and down in her wet. We went to the park and found a very calm place without anyone nearby, full of grasses and trees growing around. We sat and started talking. After few talks and exchange of stories our topic changed to sex. He started telling me about his sex life and how he missed his wife and sex. He was very desperate for a girls touch. I felt pity for him. I too told my story about my sex life and past lovers. After few silence he requested to kiss him once. I was shocked at first. I did expected this from. My heart raced. My little minx looked as if she'd bitten off more than she could chew, her dainty body tense and timid in Ian's capable arms, unsure of what she'd gotten herself into. "Uh oh, we're in trouble now," she said looking to me for reassurance, concealing her worry with a nervous smile. Not wanting to risk an awkward scene, and finding myself quite thrilled by the affectionate display, I managed the words, "No, it's ok," as I braced for what they might do next. Katie seemed relieved. There was a perpetual silly grin on his boyish face. Both appeared in their late teens, maybe very early twenties.I was about to relax and sit back and enjoy the ride out of town as the bus gained speed for the dash to suburbia when I noticed Goattee put his arm around the woman's shoulder. She promply removed it and said something to him in such a low voice I could not hear what she had said. Then she squirmed noticeably in her seat and slapped his face. I definitely heard her say "STOP IT!"I.