” she said quietly. Her hands moved into my folds of wetness and she ran both index fingers up and around my clit.“Oh my god.” I groaned. The fe...lings coursing through my body were electric, tiny shocks rippled through me. She continued to stroke me, opening my pussy folds and revealing my clit button which she massaged in tiny circular motions. I gasped again, willing her in my mind to do more.She then brought her mouth to my pussy and making her tongue pointy she probed my wetness, wiggling. .. Then we’re looking at a build up inner city street – big shop windows and hundreds of people walking by ... Then we’re looking at a crowded sandy beach – kids building sandcastles, parents sunbathing ... Then we’re looking at a big boat crossing over a river – tourists leaning over the sides, taking pictures... Then we’re in a large carpark ... Hundreds of cars, shoppers pushing trolleys back and forth ... Then a familiar figure walking between the cars toward us. We know her, but she looks. I obliged and went to the hole directly, patted a kiss over it and immediately tonguing her clit, she was very shocked opened her eyes and looked at me with terrified eyes, I smiled and she closed her eyes, without saying, or trying to say anything. Her brain wanted to hide the feeling she was getting but her body was not giving any indication of anger/shame/fear. But then somehow she regained some brain power tried to push me away. Grabbed my hairs and started pulling my hairs, tried to get. " Her soft hair on my neck and the warm thigh under my hand are causing me to stiffen.I place my arm around her and draw her face to mine. Our lips join and she kisses me softly. Her mouth opens and her tongue meets mine. I feel her hand slide up my leg and she takes my zipper in her fingers and slowly lowers it. She continues her soft kisses as she reaches in and pulls my hardening cock free. She breaks the kiss and looks down. "Oh, my John, it's beautiful." At this moment "Bolero" begins to.