He didn’t. Helena’s left boob was soon hanging out of her bra and receiving the attention of Jack’s hungry mouth. He was worse than a teenage... as his hands roamed all over Helena’s youthful body. First mashing her breast, then forcing their way up her skirt and caressing her inner or outer thighs or pulling her in by the waist as he again assaulted her mouth with his. What at first seemed to be frenetic pawing soon developed a rhythm which, to Helena’s complete shock, was having the effect. His hand came around her, down her inner thigh and slowly fingered her. Susan’s heart was pumping wildly, her breath short and sharp through her nose of their public display.“Dan, it’s still light enough for people to see you fingering my pussy!” She panted softly.“Do you want me to stop?”“No, you have me so aroused, so fucking excited at possibly being seen. You’re bringing out emotions in me I haven’t felt for a long, long time.” A slight touch of her button made her body jolt like a shock of. . . I miss you tonight."I thought about you all day, Captain Handsome. Sexy thoughts. (Blush) Eggplant emoji thoughts (Wink)"Right now I'm imagining undressing you out of your business clothes from head-to-toe. I want to greet you at the door wearing sexy gold hot pants and a bra full of cleavage. They will be low-cut hot pants that barely cover my labia! You will be so excited to see all my skin from my belly button down to you-know-where! (Blush) I'll have a nice cameltoe for you to look. "Then he grinned at me, and what I saw behind that grin was a friendly-looking, jovial, well-mannered, half-Austrian, half-German gentleman that could become the wiliest son of a bitch with the flip of a switch. It would have felt very reassuring at that time had I known for certain that we were on the same side. Judging from what I saw on the display next though, it seemed like for some reason, we were like best buddies. But I could've sworn, on pain of anything other than death or.