Surprisingly, she didnt release her oral grip when she sensed he had finally stopped pumping, but continued to work him over with her tongue and lips,...refusing to allow him to go soft. When she was satisfied he was staying firm she stood quickly, facing him with a smile as she moved closer, until she was straddling his legs as she lowered down and his cock slipped easily into her wet pussy. I told you that youre a slut fucker! She said in a lascivious tone as she squeezed his cock with her. I took the joint and had a hit and handed it back to her.She exhaled and raised an eyebrow at me. "What?" I said as I exhaled."Oh, jess thinking' about how laid back you California types are." Oh?" Yeah, if I'd a said something like that to one of the good ol' boys I know back home, they would have been all over me like a cheap suit." Well, I don't want to mess up dinner." That's what I mean. Every other guy I've ever been with would have said, fuck dinner. I like that you're not like that.". By the angel it makes I can see that your other leg doesn't seem to be close. Do you stand there, with slightly spread legs and do you do what I hope you do? Or do you just know that I am watching, and do you just give me something to keep my mind going? In that case, it works.... I feel that I loose control. The things I see and think to see are too much for me..an orgasm build inside me...and just before I am that close you turn of the shower. I have to stop right away with touching myself.. It had a spiral staircase on one side leading up to the toilets, altogether perfect for flashing. We went round to the last snug and there were already six blokes in suits there, drinking away and being a bit boisterous. They weren’t too keen on J pushing his way in but they perked up and were all smiles when I followed him in. There was a spare stool in the corner and I was offered it; so I sat at the bar which was tall and came up to my chest. We ordered drinks and the guys seemed to have.