Like an idiot, I was staring at her, my mouth open.“Will you take it out? Show it to me?”I moved towards her, to kiss her, but she stopped me with...her hand and turned me with a smile, so that I was against the wall, in the shadows now.“Show me your cock, baby.” I think it was the ‘baby’ that did it. And that damn accent.What the hell—I like showing off my cock. I looked around, nervously, and started to undo my jeans. I pushed down my boxer-briefs, and pulled it out. The night air felt cool and. She persisted though, and this night ... this cool October evening had been their first encounter.The bathroom door clicked open, and she drank in his body, now wearing only his dark silken boxer shorts. Exactly as he had described himself to her, slightly athletic, medium complexion, and graceful on the move, she added that last bit. He was striking with his fluid moves, a cat on the prowl. She hoped he'd pounce.When he walked into the restaurant four hours earlier, she had been just as. He must be six foot too with good looks too. I sat on the worktop flashing my legs a little no intentionaly at first. He couldnt take his eyes off them and kept trying to glimpse further up. I then realised that there was no wine and Andrew offered to get some more. My son had plans and was going out so I told Andrew to get two bottles. He flashed me a smile as he and my son went off.Twenty minutes later he arrived back. I poured two large glasses and felt his eyes burning into me from behind.. I could tell Cynthia was getting close. Now to focus a little more on my dessert. I sucked at Bellas clit, pulling it into my mouth. I moved my lips side to side around the edge of her clit. Immediately she started her own squealing and praying. Oh god! Yes! She repeated over and over. Just like that! Id let her clit slip out of my mouth so I could give her whole slit a good licking. Making sure everything got some tongue time. Then as her hips shifted on my face to bring her little clit back.