" But first I have to clean you out when we get back to my house." "OK, you can let go of my cock, for now." At that point I reach over and slide my f...nger easily into her cunt. "Mmmm, that's what I thought, you're a horny little slut, aren't you?" "Yes sir, I am."We finish and I paid. My cock is back to normal. I slide out of the booth and stand. She slides out and her bare ass is exposed briefly to the other patrons, enough to get a whistle and thumbs up. "Don't forget your bra & panties.". One solitary, fingertip was slipping between the puffy, hair fringed outer folds and gathering the syrupy nectar drooling from her velvety, sheath. Her fingers, coated with the slick, syrupy juices flowing from her frothy, depths languidly, circled the swollen, pearl of her clit bathing it with her slick, secretions. Her breathing, coming in quickening pants as her pleasure threatened to reach a turbulent, crescendo. She could feel the orgasm building within her. Her supple, fingertip circling. ?’ then she changed the topic saying ‘nothing nothing’ even next day i did the same but now she not even looked the paper just tore and threw it, i went after an hour nw she was a bit different, was willing sitting beside me placing hand on my thigh i thought it was my opportunity any i too tried to place hand on the shoulder; she didn’t said anything but stood and went away. I was in what to do situation. I stood after few min, and searched her she was in kitchen cutting veggi, i went from. “Omigod, Jo, that is so fucking hilarious and so fucking sexy! I wish I could have seen you! Better still, joined you… Tell you what, though, I know someone Gemma might get on well with. Maybe even sexually too - who knows?” “Really?” “Yes. Her name’s Rosemary. Rosemary Williams.” “Your partner Claire was a Williams, wasn’t she?” I ventured tentatively, not sure if I would be entering painfully sensitive territory. “That’s right. Rosemary’s her mother. She’d be about Gemma’s age, I would guess..