The blow had cut me. I wiped the warm blood off my lip with a finger, looked at Rebecca as I licked the blood off and grinned at her. “Are you fini...hed, Rebecca?” I calmly asked her. “Don’t talk to me,” she hissed and slapped me again. I ran my tongue over the cut on my lip and sucked it in to my mouth, “Are you finished now?” “Don’t!” she hissed and raised her hand to strike me. Instead, she placed her hand on my cheek and ran her thumb over the gash on my lip. “I’m sorry,” she sobbed. It seemed that she had forgotten where she was. I kissed her from top and when I reached the bottom I saw something amazing. Her panty was all wet off her juices. I licked it and she moaned aaaaaaaaaaahhh. That was sign 4 me that she was ready 2 have sex. I took panty off and she sighed and immediately I put my lips on her wet red pussy and she moaned aloud making me 2 lick more and more. I licked her pussy until it was soaking and were ready 2 be easily driven. I placed my rod on her pussy. A wave of extreme pleasure washed over me and I closed my legs, trapping Kelly's head. She looked up at me and laughed, "Hey girl, at least give me a chance to lick you." I laughed back, feeling my body give way. I'd never felt more relaxed in my life and then I felt Kelly's tongue slid into my wet hole. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation she was giving me. She was great, sliding her tongue inside me and over me, sucking my pussy lips into her mouth and then letting them go. I looked down. The sarong itself was see through and so left nothing to be imagined. We sat for an hour or more enjoying the drinks, eats and view - alone on the rooftop garden. As we had finished the plate of nibble we took up I suggested that we get some more. She agreed to take the empty plate and bottle, go down to the apartment and bring back some more. As she headed of down the stairs, both hands holding something another group of guys and a girl were coming up the stairs. There was nothing she could.