It tastes awesome. I kept on licking and eating her pussy. She was nearing her orgasm and I increased my speed and suddenly her body jerked out and sh... tightly holds my head between her lovely legs. I also was tired. I climbed above her and slept over her. She gave me a deep liplock and thanked for the wonderful feeling but I knew I was not gonna end it there. I told her, this is just beginning. Just remember my words you will actually feel like a princess after it’s really over. I make sure. She looked beautiful. A tight black sleeveless T-shirt accentuated her 38D bustline and a tight pair of faded blue jeans clung to the gentle swell of her hips. She was sitting alone at a table drinking a beer.I took a stool at the bar where I could see her and watched as she occasionally glanced around the bar. I assumed she was looking for me. She would also allow her eyes to stop occasionally on one of the young studs at the bar and every so often, one would stop by her table to chat,. His hands slowly caressing my stomach, across my navel. His fingers finding the crevices under my chest, my hand wanted to move his across my mound. My areolas engorged while his tongue moved across my neck and collarbone. I moaned and ached to be explored. This was torture, I wanted to feel like a woman again. I couldn’t contain myself, slowly pushing a finger inside me. I wanted to taste him, I wanted him to take me in ways that would satisfy his lust as much as I craved it. I wanted him. " A fucking strip-joint! Your step-dad brings you here? Does your mum know?" Simon gave an answering smile, " What do you think? It's a good laugh for a couple of hours," I stared at him for a moment then back at the girl who was now writhing on the stage with a long, rubber snake that she suggestively moved through her lithe legs, then down her cleavage, flicking her tongue over its head as she moved it to her mouth.The music she was moving too, " Chequered Love", ended. Another, " Einstein A.