” She wrinkled her brow.“Yes, it is.”“Well you don’t have to be a butt about it.”“Kendi, at this point of our strange relationship, all ...ou needed to do was ask.”“Ask?”“Yes, you know, make a request?”‘She’ was back. ‘She’ looked me in the eyes and ran her tongue across her lips.“Mick, if you would like to sit in the big comfy recliner, I would like to join you and cuddle in your lap. Would you, please?”“Yes, I will.”I stood and picked up my towel and walked across the living room. I set the. She never looks back as i follow her closely she stops to get a drink from the fountain inbetween the womens right restroom entrance and the mens on the left. Quickly i take a look at the surroundings i see i have a quick chance to hide her the the mens room and without hesitation when she turned around bumping straight into me i pretend to hug her while grabbing her tightly moving quickly into the restroom and slide into the handicap toilet nearly being seen by the 2 men using the urinals. Somewhat trepidatiously, I sent her a message.She was more receptive than I'd hoped -- she was quite friendly and apologetic about "what had happened." I didn't pursue the subject, as I sensed her reticence, and I didn't want to seem nosy or pushy. After a bit of awkward smalltalk (about the weather -- I'd told her where I lived, a sufficiently large metropolitan area that I had no worries she'd imagine it was her brother).After a little while, though, she suddenly volunteered that she felt. His tongue teased her nipple as his hands pushed the dress down past her thighs. He left her breast, blazing a trail of kisses to her clitoris. She gasped and stepped back, tossing her wet dress aside. He watched the rain fall on her nakedness as she stepped closer to him, kissing his neck before slowly sliding down to her knees. She knealt in the wet grass, fumbling with the waist of his leather jeans. She pulled his erection free, caressing it a moment before plunging it into her warm mouth..