We started a little dance, body to body, caressing each other with every move. Our legs got slowly bathed in our pussies. Someone would say that those...two lovely cunts behaved like competing with their wetness. What a sweet competition! It would last forever! But what if we started using an oil on our bodies to stimulate other senses? We were both highly excited. The oil sequence slowed down the heat a little bit, but it let us enjoy the beauty of feminine bodies, dancing next to each other. My. She pointed me on my way and I went upstairs. I was starting to feel horny, but I didn't want to risk having one in James' house. Lucky I didn't. I fumled my cock back into my trousers and flushed the toilet, washed my hands and opened the door. Julie was standing there, waiting for me. “C'mere...” she beckoned, smiling, and turned away from me. She walked me down the hall to her bedroom door. She opened the door and stepped inside. “C'mon,” she bit her lip. “Come in.”I nervously did as I was. You can communicate and not be distracted, interrupted or otherwise “cock blocked” unintentionally by people or management. When Hermano came back out front and resumed his post at the register one of the lads indicated he was going outside for a smoke. The other followed, tipping his head to Hermano who nodded that he would watch things for them. I gave it three or four minutes and followed them out to the side parking lot. In the back of the lot, near a back exit was a picnic table, a large. That I can make out."Well, Suzi fucked me hard, putting on a good show for our neighbor who, by the time we had finished, seemed to be gone from the window.We knew her, of course, her name was Sharon Walker and she was a few years older than me, probably around thirty.Sharon was a teacher, elementary school, I believe, and was single. She was attractive, not beautiful, but nice-looking, and fairly tall, probably about five-nine.Her hair was shoulder-length, kind of dirty-blond and straight with.