Besides, I was so overwhelmed with desire in the moment that I couldn’t think straight anymore. My logical brain shut down almost completely and m... entire decision making process was being made by my pussy. My pussy? Why did I use that word? I always call it my vagina.I pulled the hood over my head and inserted the mouthpiece firmly into my mouth which enabled me to breathe, and although I could no longer speak normally, I could still whisper almost incoherently. I was disoriented at first. We smiled and kissed again. He broke and led me tohis dimly-lit bedroom. The only light was what was coming through thecurtains. I have to say one thing about kissing him. When I kissed otherguys, there tongues kinda tasted bitter, like salt. Dave's tongue wassweet, just like sugar. For some reason I thought that it was a goodsign. He took off his shirt and un buttoned his shorts. I told him toleave the rest to me. I put his zipper between my teeth and pulled downon it. After taking his jeans. "Could you hurry it up please?" Sure!" I said, with my biggest smile. I was hurting myself as much as I was annoying him, because Martin was out there. We had made eye contact, so he would be wondering why I wasn't coming through the sliding doors. But you need to teach these fuckers a lesson whenever you can. He'd be the first to agree."Miss, we need this..." Just a second ... OOPS!"I managed to push my trolly off the desk. Now I had to fold everything again. Such a shame. I kept him waiting. You were hardly resistant when I lead you, with my hand still on your magnificent cock, into my bedroom. I have to tell you, though, when you began to unbutton my blouse and run your hand up my skirt, I was stunned and almost stopped our action. But when your fingers hit my clit and entered my soaked pussy, there was no turning back. Before we knew it, we were naked and kissing on the bed. You slid down to worship my tits and pay homage to my hard nipples. I moaned and you thrust two fingers.