The tightness of her lips on the head of my cock, the erotic friction of her hand on my shaft, and the gentle stimulation of her massaging my balls. I...threw my head back and I moaned. When I looked back to her, she was smiling around my cock. She tortured me like that for minutes. I twitched my hips forward a few times, which made her look at me sternly and remove her mouth until I was still. It felt amazing, but I was still far from coming. Finally, she asked me to beg to be inside of her. I. I knew that I would likely overdo it but I needed to feel as feminine as possible for my own enjoyment of this moment and day. My heart raced as it always did when I heard her footsteps down on the stairs. I knew that she expected to find Sabrina here that morning yet fears still washed over me uncontrollably. As much as I love Sabrina, her having been here in the house at the same time as the wife had always been a source of great fear. Fear of being rejected, ridiculed or worst fear. I took her insie and the search for a suitably discrete location ensued. My arm wrapped around her I led her down a hallway to a family restroom that was vacant. It was a less frequented area of the mall, and we walked in and locked the door. With her standing in the middle of the bathroom I stripped off her pants, kissing and licking her sexy thighs on my way back up. I then removed her moist panties and started to kiss, lick and suck on her gorgeous pussy lips. I forced her back into a. We danced close, my hands on her hips, and she came in close enough that Big Girl brushed against her. She didn't back away like most straight girls. I wondered if she was a baby dyke out dabbling, out for a night of adventure in a foreign land. No better way to spurn one man who had stood her up than in the arms of another. Knowing men, the fact that I was a woman she was pressing tight too might only have made him want her more. Which she could rub in his face.Yeah, I thought all those.