.thanks''i was shakinghe removed his and he was half hard already way bigger than me''you ever sucked on a bbc?''i shook my head nohe smile , his hand...reahed for my head and i was pushed hard under the picnic table''i smoke your weed and you show me how you suck sissy boy''''here go under, no one can see''''there you go now open up for daddy cock''i open my mouth wide, under his control , my head pushed down on his bbc as he smoke my weed and moans he needed this'mmmm good sissy''''sucking cock. About ten minutes later, Lauren reappeared. Her shirt half buttoned up, her jacket back on with her bra hanging from a pocket but no tights on."Sorry about the tights" I laughed. "Yeah you owe me" she playfully slapped me as she sat down next to me, smelling a lot fresher than me. "What you gonna say to her?" I think I'll say... I don't know" I laughed as I thought of something witty to say. Not proud of my choice I simply sent a text to her saying "Lauren Hale says Hi!" And sending a couple of. " I complied and when he asked I pointed to the oil on my dresser. I closed my eyes and suddenly felt his warm hands addressing my shoulders. It felt really nice. And then they moved down to the small of my back, still gently pushing and pressing. I then felt his hands move to my feet. I was disappointed that he had bypassed my pussy but I didn't mention anything. He massaged my feet and sucked on my toes, sending shivers down my body. I groaned as he moved his hands onto my bottom. And gently. The look of their cocks next to the softness of yours. I think about the way you watch as i watch you and the pounding I will be giving your pussy afterwards.We then roll played the scenario, I am in the kitchen pretending it is the cafe. Seeing me as she enters the cafe, the way I carefully gaze at her over the top of my paper, never smiling, yet fully acknowledging that I know what you want—we both think about each other.Fantasize, I should say.Because she can see it in my eyes. She can see.