She slipped off me and gently took my b**st into an open mouth, licking the head and gently pulling back on the skin. She coyly looked up at me to see...if I was enjoying the sensation which I was before asking with a grin. “Ever heard of the missionary position”? Most young boys had at that time and she quickly lay back. “Come here you randy sod, here’s yer chance to brag to your mates”. I slipped between her legs now wide open, my member pointing right at the honey pot, I slowly got down as she. She was working her left breast and her pussy when I wasn’t paying attention to those spots. I glance out the window and saw a couple of guys standing slack-jawed across the street. I recognized one from our favorite watering hole. He’d been in our apartment a few times for ‘after hours’ and I knew he recognized Tia and could probably figure out who those extra hands belonged to. ‘There Frank’ I whispered. Tia giggled. She’d have some fun with him next time we went to the bar. I pulled her away. My cock now feels on the verge of exploding as feel it rubbing in my jeans as we walk. When we get to the building she eagerly undoes my jeans. Her hand slips around my cock and she pulls it out of my underwear and jeans completely. The warmth of her hand around my cock and the cool summer air feels amazing. She starts stroking it back and forth. I pull her in towards me, slide her dress right up and rub her clit through her knickers. She moans and doesn't stop me this time. I grab the edges of. I felt something poking into me and I glanced down and saw to my amazement it was the man’s penis; it was fully erect. I glanced back up at him. “Who are you?” I asked. The man looked back at me in confusion. I guessed that he didn’t understand English. He started nuzzling my face and neck like an animal. I grabbed hold of his face in my hands and kissed him full on the lips and he responded automatically wrapping his strong arms around me, starting to peel off my wet outfit. The mysterious.