It got worse, from there.She finally agreed to meet us. She said she had taken precautions against being kidnapped, so we'd better not try it. I was s...unned at her reaction. We were sitting on a bench at the St. Louis Arch. People were all around. Ben had assured me that he had checked the area out, and there were no monitoring devices other than the park's security cameras. He brought a noise box with him to block anyone trying to pick up our conversation by electronic means."Ok. I am willing. In reality It must have been flowing freely as my mound is soaking and sticky.I became aware of hands slowly stroking over my body, goosebumps forming as their roughened fingertips trailed all over my hips and upwards searching for my breasts that were hardening and moving freely as I rode the cock and finger.I realised that there were hands holding me upright as I bucked and ground down onto the impressive cock beneath me, yet these hands were still wandering everywhere!! They appeared beside. I'd known one woman who didn't like that. It hurt her and as a result she always wanted to be on top, so she could control the depth of penetration. Caitlin hadn't complained, though, so I kept doing what I'd been doing.The way her hips bounced upwards whenever I went in deep convinced me that her third cum needed to be clitoral. I was getting too close anyway, so I went in and gave her circles again.Two minutes later she went off like a bomb again, croaking garbled words about how it was. "OK," I sighed and then "What? Sorry?" as I realized what Cindy's mom had said."Cum when you are ready," Debbie repeated.And that was it. My first jet of cum shot deep into Cindy's mouth and covered her tongue. Cindy eyelids fluttered closed for a second when she received the first blast of my cum, but then quickly opened her blue eyes and looked up at me while I continued to spray my cum into her mouth. Cindy helped me by pumping my cock with her tightly gripped hands, and her tongue licked.