She was wearing a short sleeved, red bandanna print top. Her midriff was bare and showed off her toned abdomen to good advantage. The top had a snap b...tton front and Barbara had knotted the shirt tails at the front. Her shorts were, of course, denim cutoffs or as some people refer to them, daisy dukes. The length was short enough to show off her legs, but not reveal any butt cheeks. The waist did ride low on Barbara's hips. In lieu of belt Barbara used a length of fabric that matched her top as. As it was, I just gently massaged around her inner lips with my lips and tongue, keeping the good feelings rolling while she settled through the afterglow.Finally, I felt her pull a deep breath in and then exhale in a long sigh."I don't even know what happened there," she murmured. "That was so intense, it was frightening."I just nodded under her, and she jumped, giggling at the contact.Then I jumped when she plunged her lips down over my cock. She laughed, back in control. Her hips quickly. I was heading towards MacDonald’s when I heard shouting. I looked over the road and it was the guy who had knocked the beer over. He was shouting at a young lass, she was about 20 I think. She was crying and when she tried to speak he grabbed her mouth and squeezed. I don’t know what happened but I flew towards him. I grabbed him round the neck and threw him to the ground. I asked this young lass is she was ok. She was a little shocked but she gave me a little smile and walked off. I politely. He mumbled his greeting, but managed to make eye contact with the statuesque redhead. His eyes were drawn down her body, lingering on her lush breasts and flared hips with a small tuft of bright, copper colored hair framed by her red garter, continuing down her long, slender legs. As his eyes returned to her face he was surprised to see that she was smiling in pleasure at his open admiration of her body.Mike's cock dripped precum. The casual way that Tonya had accepted his lustful admiration of.