I can’t think, I can barely breath. All I want is for you to keep going and never stop making me feel like this. You walked me backwards until I fin...lly make contact with the wall, the coolness feeling so good through the material of my thin shirt. Slowly you turn me around so my hands are braced and my burning face is pressed against the cool wall. You brush my hair over to one side and begin to place small kisses on the back of my neck. I start undoing the small buttons on my blouse because. Her wistful plea caused me to slump back into my seat. She looked pleased with me as she spoke."It's a plain yogurt base with Dijon mustard and..." Don't tell me," Smyth interrupted, "the seed of dill?" That's correct, the dill is fresh. I think fresh dill is so much more favorable than dried dill." You're quite right, young lady. The topping on the asparagus is the same sauce, isn't it?"Their conversation was becoming irritating. Smyth was totally disregarding my order to remain quiet and. His eyes never left her hands as the bulge between his legs grew larger. Silently, she pulled her shirt open to reveal her plump breasts. His mouth fell open once he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. He gulped loudly as her hands moved down to her shorts. She took her sweet time there as well, driving him crazy as she unzipped them. She let them fall to the ground, and then looked up into his eyes. As her hands slid down to her pink thongs, he reached out and grabbed her wrist. "No," he began,. He lifted my arms above my head and placed his 8 inches at the entrance to my soaking pussy, moving it against my clit and lips “Do you want me to fuck you Kate?” he said rubbing the end of his cock against my clit. “Yes, I want your hard cock pounding my pussy, please” I pleaded. He still teased sliding a couple of inches only into my pussy, squeezing my tits with his free hand and then finally it thrust his cock straight in stretching and filling my cunt. God I was glad to have a real cock.